The thing is, every Luxen feared Daemon’s notorious temper. His brother was like a lit fuse, ready to explode at any minute, but what they didn’t know was that it was another thing Dawson shared with Daemon. When push came to shove, and it involved someone he cared about, he could be just as mean.

It was like a scene straight out of Beauty and the Beast. I kept waiting for a teapot to start singing.

I’m not leaving. You can get mad. You can get upset, but I’m staying right here, because whether you realize it or not, you shouldn’t be alone. I’m not going anywhere.

We really could use the Avengers right about now.” “Screw that. We need Loki,” Daemon retorted.

Crap on a cracker, he’d flipped off an Alpha! And he’d called the Alpha Bob! Who did that? Seriously? My.

Obviously.” I smiled faintly. “The whole invading-Earth part kind of gave that away.

Resistance is futile, Kitten.” “So is your charm.

No shame. If I died from blood loss, at least I’d die getting to look at whatever was underneath that shirt. I was a horrible person.

Well then, it’s time to introduce the world to a little bit of extraterrestrial awesomeness.

I’m that special.” Luc led me down the step and into his living room. “Like a snowflake, unique and pure.