Feral (The Irisbourn Chronicles Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
We were still in the car. I could feel the miniscule vibrations of the road in my bones. I turned over in my seat to stare out the window. We were still driving through a woodsy area, although, from what I could glimpse of individual trees before they flew past the window, a different woodsy area than before. My violet eyes stared back at me from their reflection in the window. Disconcerted, I looked away and turned my attention to the inside of the car. Thirty minutes after we had left, Dylan insisted that we switch places. He knew I was too tired to drive for seven hours with nothing to distract me from the monotony of the interstate. So we had pulled over onto the side of the road and switched places with the frenzy of a Nascar pit stop crew, without so much as waking up Adrian and Arisella. In the back seat, I wasted no time de-plastering my irritating, mud-colored contacts from my eyeballs. They felt like burning films on my eyes, and removing them immediately after school had always brought me a welcome wave of relief.
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