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“I've dreamed about you my whole life, but I never imagined you were real. I should have known what you were, but it honestly never occurred to me. I don't know if I should be happy or sad that you're one of us. It doesn't make any sense for us to meet again, but I saw you and I can't unsee you now. All I can think about is that you're here, somewhere in the city. It makes me want to burn down every building between us until all that's left is you and me. I think the less I know about you, the safer you'll be, but I can't shake this feeling that there's a reason I've been drawing you since I was old enough to hold a crayon. I need to hear from you. Tell me you hate me. Tell me to go to hell. Anything. Just write me back. Ajax”

“Maybe you should stop tagging," Castor says. Ajax's face tilts down, his expression echoing a difficult thought. "I can't. Not yet." "Jax," Pallas begins, like he's gearing up to give his brother a lecture. "I will-," Ajax interrupts. "But not just yet. There's one more thing I have to do." "What's that?" Castor asks. Ajax smiles. "I promised someone I'd paint the sky.”

“Having traveled from the shores of Morocco to the hills of Ireland, I've learned that 'home' isn't just a place you're from, but a place you create. I write stories for the young person I was—the one who felt a little lost—to show them that your own strength is the most powerful magic you will ever find.”

“You do not understand what has happened to you… what I did to you.” he said sternly. Cold fright swelled in her stomach. What happened after she felt the pain? It was all blank. “What did you do to me?” She whispered. “You are a wolf now, Violet. A part of our pack.” “What? What the hell do you mean I’m a wolf?” She demanded. “You are half wolf, a Skin Walker. In human words… I believe you say werewolf.”

“On clear nights, I’d sit out on the porch and gaze up at the stars. So many of them, scrawled across a sky so vast it made my head hurt. And I’d tell myself that if the stars could do it – if they could exist for billions of years in isolation – I could do it, too. I’d just pretend I was a star, that’s all. A ball of energy, burning up, light years from anyone and anything.”

“She smirked and felt the familiar pain of her fangs elongating and piercing through her gums. She inhaled the night air deeply and smiled at the intoxicating aroma. Multiple scents hit her nose at once. They were thick and rich, mixed with booze and teenage pheromones. Her leather jacket fluttered slightly as a night breeze swept under it.”