With an audible gasp, Hakeem pulled away from Shayla. He stumbled until his back hit the wall. Jada lowered herself to the floor, her hand clasped over her mouth. I couldn’t bring myself to move. All of my bones had been welded together, my mind torn in two. Half was thrust into the past, while the
Nox’s P.O.V. She was the perfect example of how not to start a conversation, because ten minutes in I was ready to tear her limb from limb. The only thing stopping me from acting on my screaming instincts was Hakeem’s ironclad grip on my arm. He was even smart enough to avoid eye contact with me. O
Jada made a sound in her throat that resembled a gag and backed away, her hands raised in surrender. It was vile, disgusting, and exactly what someone like Phineas Striker would do. A tremor worked its way through my body. “You’re the one that had her captured in the first place. Excuse me if I’m n
Nox’s P.O.V. Natasha’s response haunted me for the next several days. I could read between the lines. Lilac’s heart might be beating, but that didn’t mean she was okay. If Phineas wasn’t torturing her, then he was forcing her to do any number of horrible things. I could feel in the missing parts o
Pain spread down my neck. I twisted my head to the side and relished the loud crack. Grinding my molars together, I stared Valeria down and let her see the true depths of how far I was willing to go. Friend or not, I’d use my magic on her. I’d do anything to get Lilac back. “If you and the Order ca
“If—” My throat clenched, “When we find Lilac, what will she have the Order do? I know Phineas and Alpha Gideon well enough. This is going to come to war. What will she do to help us win?” Valeria stood from the sofa and smoothed down her pencil skirt with the palms of her hands. “She has plans of
Her warning was more for Hakeem than me. A few days ago, she’d hissed in pain after projecting too far. Hakeem had panicked and grabbed hold of her, making her decent back into her body even more taxing. Taking one final swig of water, she closed her eyes and slipped away. Seconds stretched into mi
Lilac’s P.O.V. Fifteen. That’s how many people Phineas had me kill over the following, hours, days, weeks. However long it’s been since I drained the life from Harriet’s body. Each time I closed my eyes, I’d see their faces. I’d hear the screams they let out, the way their voices cracked as they