Jasper

　　My eyes snapped open, hearing a creak of a foot on my stairs. I was not in the mood to deal with intruders. "Whoever you are, you picked the wrong day to mess with me," I growled, getting to my feet. A scent wafted in the air, freezing me in place. The scent of her with all her chocolate and cinnamon. I was a fool to not grab her last night.

　　Eyes narrowing I bolted for the door, my speed faster than any human could blink. But as I threw the door open, the ...