He'd taken too much. Again. The male needed to learn how to stop before he killed me. That is, if his sister didn't kill me first.
Helplessly, I watched as she crossed the sacred barrier and went hand to hand with Dex. I'd suspected something the first time I saw her and now, I was positive. I didn't know what it was, but as he took a debilitating shot to the gut and doubled over, I knew it didn't bode well for me. Dex straightened, only to be cold-c****d and knocked flat on his a*s. What the f*ck was this b*tch?
"Fallon."
Ignoring the dry, scratchy voice, I tried to will my body to relax. The f*cking apocalypse was taking place right in front of me. It was not the time to think about crawling on top of Anthony's buff new body and riding him until both of our toes curled and we explo
