“What did you do last night, Zaria? You are wearing Zauran's mark on your neck.” “What do you think I did last night?” I snap back, scratching down his arm and stomping on his foot. “Where are your clothes? Fuck, Zaria! You just turned your back on Darise as if he was nothing to you.” “I am nothing to him! The cheating asshole was sucking someone's face off last night, and it wasn't mine! And like Phoebe she looks just like me!” Wrestling with him, becoming breathless, I snarl when I look up at him, exhaustion building in me fast, “But you would know that as you two obviously like sharing your girlfriends because you're the one I know fucked her and turned her into a vampyre!” He releases me, taking a retreating step to stare silver eyes down at me, “How the hell do you know?” “The supernatural world is full of gossips, Jo. How could you?! You just started a new war!”
