Alpha Caius and the Runaway Luna
Anastasia
For a moment, one fleeting moment, I thought everything would be alright.
That was, until Evangeline started screaming bloody murder.
“NO! No, no, no. Abso-fucking-lutely not! Not you, not me, and certainly not—not this! I reject you—gah, stop looking at me like that!”
Eva’s skin was glowing, literally glowing. The woman looked like a damn lightning bug. Her power rippled off her in waves that bathed my skin in sticky warmth.