Malia
“You fell in love with a werewolf?” I blurted out. Shock was the only thing I could feel, but suddenly I wanted to laugh. This whole situation was kind of ironic, and not just for the Romeo and Juliet type of story my grandmother seemed to have found herself in. Falling in love with a man she had grown up knowing only as her swarm enemy, but then having her daughter and her daughter’s daughter do the exact same thing. My eyes flickered to Ty’s for a moment, the smallest smile turning my lips. His eyes didn’t meet mine, but feeling my own gaze on him, he squeezed my hand under the table.
“I did, and finding out he was a wolf didn’t make me love him any less. In the moment I was so afraid that something would happen to him, I turned on my own coven. I created a distraction, a storm
