JACKSON
I stepped back at once.
“Shit.”
I looked down at my palm. It was red, angry, like fire had kissed it and left a warning behind. The skin throbbed for a second, then slowly started to calm, healing the way my kind always did.
Nyra moved closer without thinking. “What is it? Are you okay?”
She reached for my hand.
I caught her wrist before she could touch me again.
That was when I saw it, her bracelet.
“You’re still wearing this?” I asked, pointing at it.
She frowned at me like I was the one being strange. “Yes. It was a gift from my friend’s man. And I can wear whatever I like.”
She touched it like it was nothing.
Everything in me went cold.
If I said everything about Tyler was wrong, I meant everything. From his breath to his blood. I didn’t know why the bracelet react
