KERES POV
Persefone trying to escape from us would’ve been funny under different circumstances.
Actually—
it was still a little funny.
The second she heard our bikes in the parking lot she practically dragged Penny toward the school entrance like we were serial killers instead of her mates.
Samael looked deeply offended by that.
I was mostly amused.
Especially because she sucked at running from us.
Badly.
I slipped into the seat behind her before she could fully process Simon switching places with me and immediately reached for one of her curls.
Soft.
Warm.
Mine.
Goddess.
I loved her f*****g hair.
The blonde strands wrapped easily around my fingers while tension rolled visibly through her shoulders the second she realized I was there.
Cute.
Terrifying for my self-control.
