Entranced by Jessica Sorensen Read Free Book Online

us leave our families around fifteen or sixteen to attend the Academy.”
    “How old were you when you went there?”
    “Fourteen.”
    “You were only fourteen ? That’s … well, really sad.”
    He simply shrugs. “I got my mark at fourteen. It’s not really that uncommon in our world .”
    I frown at the “our world ” reference.
    “You were a little late getting your mark.” He reaches for my neck, grazing his fingers across the mark there and causing me to lose my mind for a second and shiver.
    His mouth curls into a smirk, and I jerk back, pointing a finger at him.
    “Okay, since we’re supposed to be partners or whatever, I need to lay down some rules.” I ignore the amusement dancing in his silver eyes as I continue. “The first thing you should know about me is that I’m not really cool with people invading my personal space or putting their hands on me without permission. Got it?”
    He nods, his lips twitching to turn upward. “If that’s what you want.”
    “It’s what I want.” I sound hesitant, though. “And second, I need to know what your deal was the other night.” I twist in my seat, bringing my leg up to rest my chin on it. “How did you know about my plan to off Anastasiya?”
    His jaw clenches. “How could I not know about it when you and your little friend were blabbering about it so loudly the whole room probably heard?”
    “No, we were actually talking pretty quietly, and the music was too loud for your little superpower wolf hearing to work. I know you don’t read minds, so fess up. How’d you know?”
    His brow cocks. “How do you know I can’t read minds? Maybe I have Wicca in me. Did you ever think of that?”
    My gaze hastily travels over every ounce of his flesh showing, but his arms and neck are about all I can see.
    He reclines back against the armrest and gives me an amused look. “I can take my shirt off if you want to get a better look.”
    I resist an eye roll. “Or you could just tell the truth.”
    He drags on the anticipation for a few seconds longer before surrendering. “Look, I’m not a witch, okay? And I didn’t overhear you, but I can’t tell you how I knew about your stupid plan.”
    I narrow my eyes at him. “It wasn’t stupid. I knew what I was doing.”
    “You’re not a Keeper or a wolf or a vampire; therefore, it was stupid to think you could kill a vampire as powerful as Anastasiya,” he says matter-of-factly.
    Anger simmers under my skin. “Don’t pretend me being weak is why you stopped me. You only did it so you could kill her yourself, but what I don’t get is why a Guardian would kill Anastasiya. I didn’t think they killed at all, just found the person who committed the act.”
    His brows pull together. “What’re you talking about? I didn’t kill Anastasiya.”
    “Um, yeah, you did. I saw you on the roof or, well, the wolf you.”
    “No, you didn’t.”
    “Well, then, it was a wolf who coincidentally had the same silver eyes as you.”
    His lips thin as he presses them together, no longer looking irritated, but disappointed. “You may have seen a wolf with silver eyes, but it wasn’t me.”
    I pick up one of my bags I tucked under the seat. “Then who was it?”
    He shrugs indifferently. “How would I know?”
    “You sure look like you know.” I unzip the bag and reach inside to grab a bag of licorice. “And whoever it is, I can tell you’re disappointed in them.”
    “Are you sure you’re not just a Guardian?” he questions with suspicion. “You seem like you know more than you should.”
    “Did I ever say I was just a Guardian?” I take a bite of a piece of licorice then smile at him as he eyeballs me with distrust. “Relax, wolf boy.” I face forward and prop my feet up on the seat in front of me. “I’m not a Foreseer. My grandfather is one, though, and he sometimes does favors for me, so keep that in mind whenever you feel like lying to me.”
    He’s silent for long enough that I think I’ve won