Chloe Neill Quote

We need to give you two a couple name, I said, taking a seat on the opposite side of the table. Lucsey, perhaps? Luc didn’t bat an eyelash; he simply turned a page of the newspaper. Call us what you want, Sentinel. We already have a name for you. That was alarming. Not that there was a way to avoid it, but I wasn’t sure I wanted them discussing my relationship around the Ops Room table. No, you don’t. Yes, we do. Lindsey stirred her spoon noisily around the walls of the yogurt cup to get the remaining drops. You’re Methan. We’re what? Methan. Merit and Ethan. Methan.