[ BOOK TWO ] ❝ fear is a proof of the degeneracy of the mind. ❞ Kasey McCall has been through more than enough of supernatural drama over the last year or so. Just when she thinks that maybe she can get a taste of being a normal teenage girl, she's sucked away from it. Human sacrifices are plaguing Beacon Hills, and once again Scott and his pack take it upon themselves to try and save the town. When they are finally able to put an end to the Darach's reign... a much more dangerous evil steps in it's place, in the form of Stiles Stilinski and Kasey McCall. You can only stay sane for so long, especially when losing your mind can win the game of life and death. [ 3a & 3b ]

"I don't want to exist, I want to live. I want even the darkest pieces inside her. I want to kiss the sorrow off her skin. Isn't that what love is? Isn't that what this beautifully constructed torture feels like? But I want the same from her. The power-hungry part of me wants something in return. I want her to love even the most monstrous parts of me. I want her to love me for the madman I am."

"Because you've forgotten what it's like to actually feel something." I whispered. Peter's expression softened and the only sounds between us were the steady unsynchronized breaths falling from our lips. He swallowed, the closeness of our bodies making my heart beat faster and adrenaline course through me. The feeling was neither pleasant nor unpleasant as I looked into his forest green eyes. "How can you make me feel so belittled with only words?" his troubled voice fell into a whisper and he gripped my shoulders. "Is it your goal to stand before me and pull me apart until I am nothing?"