Book 17: Just a Kiss

Aris

I should be loving this. This is actually what I wanted out of my last summer of freedom before I submit to my grandfather and let him turn me into the new king of shadows he’s been pestering me to be since I was little more than fourteen.

I should be shitfaced right now with my tongue down some stranger woman’s throat, but instead, I’m watching the beach and the hundred or so people I don’t know mingle and rally like this is their last night in the Goddess’s kingdom.

Half an hour ago, I’d been finishing my second beer while watching Posey talk to a tall, dark-haired idiot I immediately recognized as the Alpha of Ruby’s son, Mason. I’ve only met the guy once, when I came to view the lake house for the first time, and didn’t hate him then, but I sure as hell do now because I can’t find the knuckle-dragging bastard anywhere, and I’m guessing w