Serurora’s POV.
I ride to the overlook and just sit on my bike. I remove my helmet and place it on the handlebars. I sigh, looking out over the world as LA keeps moving.
I remember the first time I came up here with my dad Luc when I was eight. He told me this was his favourite place to come when he needed to clear his head. It is peaceful up here and is a great place to just sit and let your mind go blank.
I don’t even think about the betrayal from Jase and Cathy so that tells me I’m done with that. But there are two people who are on my mind, though.
Both tall, broad, tattooed and equally beautiful. I have been fighting the feelings for Angel for a long time, and now add this mysterious Michael to that mix and I smirk to myself. I look down at my gloved fingers.
Some people think t
