Shadows and Snacks

Vesper’s POV

I kept tossing the green apple into the air. Up and down. Catching it in my palm. The rhythmic slap of the fruit against my skin grounded me in this strange new reality.

Tinsley Moretti.

The syllables sat on my tongue like a drop of bitter poison. Back in my bloody, ruthless old life as an Alpha king, dealing with a pathetic threat like Tinsley would have been brutally simple and t