I go back to my room at that. I can’t even begin to deal with the onslaught of emotion Finn just caused me, and to top it all off, he had to say that thing at the end about not all paranormals being fated to imprint?
Is he seriously choosing now to hit on me? Granted, I never had feelings for Finn even before I came here, but I still would have been a whole lot likelier to reciprocate before Dean f*****g Morgan was in my life.
And what about Dean f*****g Morgan? How could he not have told me—about the cost of asking the witch a question, and about the imprinting?
Am I just his way of passing time until his true mate comes along?
I see you made it home safe, he texts me after I crawl my way back up to my window. He usually helps me stealth-sneak, but I didn’t ask tonight. Do you want me
