"This is good stuff," I whispered while bringing the glass of wine against my lips and taking a quick sip of it. The last time I had drank anything was a couple months ago, when I was in a bar, bored of killing people in the Cade's pack. That drink was merely out of boredom and nothing more.

This one was a reward.

"Do you want some?" I offered to Leander as he leaned over the counter, his one hand resting underneath his body while the other one was under his chin. He gawked at me as if I was ...