“He’s a monster.” I already knew this, but I felt the need to say it out loud. “Yes, and he needs to be put down.” After Kalix’s confession, there was a tangible change between the two of us. He was trusting me to keep his identity a secret, and part of me wanted to trust him in return. With my s
Nox’s P.O.V. “Got here as fast as I could.” Hakeem panted, thundering into the room wearing nothing more than a pair of standard issue sweats. “When do we head out? Tell me it’s soon.” I looked up from the map sprawled across my desk, blinking the towns and cities from my eyes. Washington state wa
The other, with eyes as dark as the clothes they wore, frowned. “Well, Alpha Lyra and—” “That’s not for us to say. Let her explain the rest.” Transporters were a thing of legend. Wolves with the ability to travel within the blink of an eye. It was speculated that the stronger ones could bring peop
Transporting wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it would be. Other than the occasional roll of my stomach, everything seemed to be running smoothly. We walked through the forest for another mile or two, following the transporters until lights appeared in the distance. Tents were scattered across the
Nox’s P.O.V. Alpha Lyra knew my mother. Her eyes softened at the corners. “We grew up together in a small pack in northern Texas. She was my best friend. She helped me accomplish my dream. Because of her over a hundred families have been able to live in peace. They can raise their children knowing
“Quiet.” I snarled at the pathetic, quivering men. “Take off your coats, shirts, and badges. Set them on the floor and kneel.” Both of them were around my father’s age, lines creasing their face and grey tainting their hair. I tried to feel some speck of humanity as I stared down at them, but ther
There was no time for questions or arguments. In half an hour Lyra would be sending in the Pyro’s, who would destroy every scrap of work Phineas had accomplished here. The air to the left shimmered, and out popped the girls. Both had their hair bound in tight braids, and were wearing the same dark,
Lilac’s P.O.V. Nox was here. He was actually here, and so was Jada and Hakeem. Shayla was as well, which was weird, but it didn’t matter because Nox had come for me. I wasn’t going to die here. These people weren’t going to turn me into their weapon. Fuck, I hoped I wasn’t dreaming. The horrendo