by Sophia Whittemore
Avery can’t feel anything, not pain, not love. We aren’t that close, third cousins. But somewhere along the way, we became closer than that… too close. Now he’s lost it completely. He’s jealous. He’s possessive. He’s hiding something. He calls me his Laurel, only his. By day, Avery is just a regular schoolboy. By night, he morphs into an underground fighter. How can I save Avery from himself?