Page 85 of Ruthless Alpha Beast
I can still see the way those feathers scattered so elegantly in the breeze.
“Dude,” Danielle says to me. “You do know that it’s unheard of for a human to have a vision like that, let alone spark magic.”
I smile.
It’s been a long morning of research; my brain is hardly even working anymore.
“But how wouldyouknow that?”
Danielle jokingly feigns shock. “Maybe I hang out with humans that aren’t you all the time.”
I raise an eyebrow. “Oh, really.”
“Maybe I’ve researched everything there is to know about humans. I like reading too.”
I laugh. “Oh, I don’t think that kind of stuff would be in our books. But anyway, it’s not about me, I think it’s just because there’s so much magic here, it’s inevitable that some of it will rub off on me.”
“Girl, you’re modest. Magic has a conscience, magicchooses. You don’t think any of us have tried to touch that old tapestry? The magic chose you.”
The magic chose me.
I like that.
“Anyway, how’s—"
She stops talking.
Appearing at the door of the library is Jasper.
“Oh, no way,” she laughs.
“Jasper?”
Immediately, I assume something’s wrong. Why else would he be in the witch’s library of all places?
“Don’t get too excited,” he smirks. “I’m not staying for long.”
“What happened?”
His face transforms into a smile that has me smiling too.
“Tara, I’ve come to extend you an invite.”
“Invite to what?”
“Invite to ahunt.”
***
The hunt is at night. Is there a dress code for hunts?
I text Lacey this question, to which she responds.
Yes, full-length dress and heels.
Serious answers only, please.
I opt for gym wear, and I don’t expect to be doing a lot of running per se, trying to keep up with them would be utterly useless.
