Chapter 140

I guess Deacon has briefed his sub-pack on who and what Juan says I am, and they are all part of the Alora fan club right now, given the way this asshole is acting. I can almost taste his dislike and the creepy way he’s eyeing me up like the main course on his dinner menu, giving me bad vibes. He reminds me of that jerk Damon who used to watch me all through school and tried to get at me in the hallway for a grope and forced kiss. He was a perverted creep who liked control over girls, much like this idiot. “Why don’t you have it? You could use some extra energy boosts. I mean, if the chase in the forest was anything to go by.” I give him the same friendly passive-aggressive attitude that I give Deacon, and he grins, ear to ear, as though he’s too stupid to realize it was a dig. Annoyingly smug, and if he weren’t such a jerk, he would be kind of cute, in the whole Colton way. Damn, I need to stop doing that. Comparing every hot dark-skinned Latino to him then finding fault because it’s