Sierra's POV
Aurelia. Just the name is enough to make my blood boil. Today I make sure she regrets ever crossing me. Yesterday's little incident with the wolfsbane was… satisfying.
The way she gasped the way her skin erupted in hives.. pure bliss. Now I slide out of bed School clothes. Must remember to look innocent – well, as innocent as I ever look.
I tiptoe toward the door carefully avoiding the creaky third step. Julian. The Neanderthal is probably stewing over Aurelia. Let him. The sooner she's out of the picture the better. I’m almost to the hallway when a voice booms through the house.
“Sierra! Get in here!”
Ugh. Stepfather. I brace myself and head towards the living room. My mother sits stiffly on the sofa with her eyes darting nervously between my stepfather who is practical
