: You didn't hurt yourself, right? :)

Bookgirl39: I totally agree with you. I was about to have Ian dress up as like Miley Cyrus, but I decided against it. :D

The Girl of the Moon: I didn't know that. Thank you for telling me!

Agent143: I smell the burn too. :) It's like toast or something…

May: Yes, the chains backfired on him. XD Poor Jonah…

SugarQueen8490: Shoot to kill? I remember that! That was possibly my favorite line in the whole book! If only they proceeded with Ian's suggestion... And thank you! :D

KTRose12: I am known for my brains… :)

Protect and Preserve: DING, DING, DING! It's kind of scary how you got both of those. :) But it was cool at the same time. Let's see if you get these ones!

CloverThyne: Also DING, DING, DING! You got them both too! :) Have fun trying to get these new ones…: D

Days-Like-These: I'm glad you reviewed! Reviews make me happy and I update faster! :D But thank you for giving me a somewhat normal review. :) It's a relief to get some good feedback other than "OMG, I LOVED IT!" You know what I mean? Yes, Jonah/Sinead is an interesting couple. I like Sinead/Hamilton too, but this time, I just wanted a change.

And thank you for all those who reviewed! That was the most reviews I had ever gotten on a single chapter! A whopping twenty-eight! :) Thank you, guys!

I stood there, dazed. I touched my lips. Ian had tasted like spearmint. I like spearmint.

Oh no, this isn't good.

My thoughts were short and cut off. No, this wasn't good at all. Thank God that nobody else had seen. It was still dark from when Fiske turned off the lights.

"Where are the lights?" Dan exclaimed.

"How should I know? It's darker than a Kabra's soul," Hamilton said.

"Hey!" Natalie replied. "Our souls are very normal, thank you."

"I found the switch!" Dan cried and suddenly the room filled with light.

I looked up, expecting to see Ian's smug face, but I was greeted with air. I whirled around, but he was nowhere to be seen. That…that…that snake! He had just left!

"Hey, sis, why do you look like you want to punch that wall?" Dan asked, and I snapped out of my angry reverie.

"It's nothing," I grumbled, crossing my arms defiantly.

"Alright, no need to snap," Dan said.

"I didn't snap!" I snapped. Oh, the irony…

Dan held his arms up in surrender. "Whoa, sorry I accused you."

I smoothed my hair. "No, I'm sorry," I apologized.

"Well, maybe since Fiske is gone, we could-" Sinead began.

"Go to sleep!" Fiske yelled from a couple doors to the left.

We all shuffled through the doorway. Madison, Reagan, Hamilton, Natalie, and Jonah turned right. Dan, Sinead, Ned, Ted, and I turned left. I opened the door and got ready for bed. Somehow, I managed to change into my sleepwear and brush my teeth. I just remember one last thought.

Damn you, Ian Kabra.

~Loving you could be a crime~

"Training in ten minutes!"

Oh, shoot.

I shot out of bed and dug around for some clothes. I put my hair in a high ponytail and pulled on some shoes. I guess breakfast would have to wait. I grabbed my bag, swung my door open, and barreled down the stairs. Nobody was down there, so I assumed they were all outside. I looked at my watch. Gosh, how long did I sleep?

I ignored the thought and walked into the sunshine. It felt good and refreshing. Dark clouds had covered the sky for the past couple of days. I liked the change. I saw that everyone was gathered out back.

Then I saw him and everything came rushing back.

I was angry all over again. Before he could turn around, I realized I was burning holes in the back of his head. Oops… I averted my eyes before he could look at me. I glanced up and realized my mistake. Ian had a smug smile on his face. I clenched my fists. He winked at me before he turned around again.

"Hello, Amy," Fiske said from behind me. I turned around to meet his eyes. "I should warn you before you morph, it might hurt a bit. Nothing is going wrong, it's just that your body isn't used to the change. I don't want you to worry."

"Alright, thanks for the heads up," I told him sincerely. He smiled, nodded, and walked away.

I mentally prepared myself. C'mon, Amy. You can do this. Don't walk away now. I closed my eyes and got the picture of my wolf in my mind. However, I was expecting a little bit of sting or a pinch.

Not the feeling that my limbs were being torn from my body. I tried to cry out, but my mouth had already transformed. I forced my eyes open. The ground was rushing up at me. It felt as if I was going to splat flat on the grass because my front legs hadn't developed. I don't know how, but eventually I was in one piece and fully morphed. I fell over, panting and laid myself down on the ground.

Well, that didn't look fun.

The voice startled me. I looked over and saw Jonah trotting over to me.

Hey, I greeted. And it wasn't.

You sure you're okay? He asked.

I feebly stood up. Yeah, let's do this.

By the time we had raced a couple of times, I was dying. I had morphed out and lay sprawled out on the ground. I glanced up at Jonah. He looked completely fine which made me scowl. It didn't help that he had beaten me every time either. He morphed out and joined me on the grass.

"Guess someone's out of shape. Dude, you look like you're about to pass out," he said.

I frowned. "It feels like I'm about to pass out."

"Are you sure you're good?" He asked again.

"Yeah, I guess I just have to get used to it," I said. "Hey, how did you find out about…the incident?"

"The incident? The incident…oh! It wasn't Ian that ratted you out to me. It was Dan. I know what really happened, though," he grinned.

I punched his arm. "So you did that on purpose? You little…Wait, Dan?"

"Yeah."

"Remind me to kill him later," I told him.

"Alright. Well, you kind of deserved it," he said, still grinning.

I raised my fist to hit him again. "Is that so?"

"Well, you did make Sinead sit in my lap!" He exclaimed.

"You like her. What's the problem there?" I asked seriously. Jonah looked embarrassed.

"I do not!" He protested.

I rolled my eyes, smiling. "You know, Jonah, you may be a good actor, but you can't hide your feelings to save your life," I told him. "Even Sinead knows…"

"Am I really that obvious?" He asked, and I grinned at his surrender.

"Yeah," I said.

"Let's just get back to training," Jonah said.

"What? Tired of spilling your heart out to me?" I teased.

"Go talk to your boyfriend," he grumbled.

"And who would that be?" I asked.

Jonah raised an eyebrow. "It's Ian, yo."

Pink dusted my cheeks. "He's not my boyfriend."

"But you wish he was. He fills your dreams at night. You just want to-"

"You finish that sentence, I choke you by your little, gold chain," I said, and Jonah subconsciously held his necklace.

"Are you sure you're a Madrigal?" He asked, and I glared at him. He held up his hands in surrender. "Whoa, calm it, Cahill. Oh, look your boyfriend is coming this way." Jonah looked off into the distance. My head snapped up to where he was looking.

Ian wasn't anywhere in sight.

I turned back on Jonah to find that he was already gone. I frowned. He had won that one.

~No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white~

I was happily reading my book, when a scream pierced the air.

"Katherine!" Came the yell.

Sinead, Ned, and Ted rushed into the room, panting. They looked at me, panicked.

"Have you seen Katherine?" Sinead asked.

Before I could respond, someone else joined the conversation. "What's the matter?" Fiske came rushing into the room with a spatula.

"Katherine's missing!" Sinead shrieked.

"Katherine?" Fiske asked, turning to me.

"Ted's dog!" Sinead exclaimed.

"Ms. Starling, can you please lower your voice? It is not helping us find your dog," Fiske said. "Now, when was the last time you saw her?"

"I'll take this one," Ted said. "Well, I was feeding her and she had to pee, so I let her outside and she ran off!"

"Well, why don't you just-"

"Whose damn dog is this? I'm going to sue! Let go you bloody dog!"

We looked at each other and dashed outside. There, underneath the willow tree, Ian Kabra was hopping up and down with a dog attached to his ankle.

"Katherine!" The Starlings cried, and rushed towards her.

Sinead and Ned were able to pry the dog off of Ian. Ian was caught off balance and fell onto the grass. He had a scowl on his face as he glowered at the dog that was basking in the love of its owners. Ian narrowed his eyes and pulled his pant leg up. There was a nasty bite mark on his shin.

"Bloody dog…" I heard him mutter, and he glared at the dog once more.

"Mr. Kabra, that could get infected. I would advise you to put some medicine on that. Amy, why don't you help him?" Fiske asked.

"Yes, Amy. I could use some help getting inside. The wound is rather sensitive," Ian said, smirking.

I clenched my fists. "Fine," I ground out.

Ian draped his arm over my shoulder. "Thanks, sweetheart."

"Yeah, yeah," I replied.

I couldn't help but notice how close to me he was. And he smelled great. I didn't bother to look up. I would only be greeted by a smug face. Once we were out of Fiske's sight, I pushed him away from me.

"You can walk," I told him.

"I know."

He strode into the house, perfectly fine. He shot me one last look and winked. My eyes narrowed. Suddenly, I sniffed the sleeve of my shirt.

It still smelled great.

A/N: Alright! This chapter was dedicated to Protect and Preserve and CloverThyne who had guessed what songs the line breaks belonged to from last chapter! Good job, guys! Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. :) It took me a bit of time though. But I updated! So that's all that matters…right? :)

~Nataliya

P.S. Can you guess what songs the line breaks are from for this chapter? :) I would be really impressed.