LexThe days blur together in that dark cell. I can barely do anything but sleep. Somebody brings me blood on occassion. My ribs are broken, and they are trying to heal, but I need more blood.My nose has healed, and it feels crooked, which will marr my looks forever if I don’t have it reset soon. T
“What-”I watch in shock as she places the needle in her vein, andcrimson blood starts dripping into the bag. When it’s full enough, she offers it to me, and the hunger spurns me on, practically burning my throat. I take the bag and drink, her blood salty and vibrant. After starving for days, her bl
I shrug. “He’s a prick. Always has been.”“Even if I win and I lose you, I don’t know what my life will be like without you, Rain. I don’t trust anyone else. I can’t. You have been my one true friend.”I feel my throat closing up as unexpressed emotion makes it hard to speak. Damnit. Kane wants us t
EmoryMy mother tells me about what happened to Bernard before we arrive in Moon Grove. His body is transported in a separate car as we make our way back to my hometown. I’m too numb from shock and the millions of things I need to focus on other than my father’s death. Bernard, until the end, is cau
“He gave us you, Lo,” I add. “That’s another good thing he did.”“In spite of himself, Bernard managed to make good kids,” Coit says. “We’re his legacy. The best thing he's ever done."My mother nods. “He’s wronged many people and made many mistakes. People will remember him for what he’s done and n
“How many?”“Around two thousand.”I close my eyes in relief. I can work with those odds. We might win this war after all.“I love you,” I tell her. “And not because you brought me an army.”She smiles. “I know, and I love you too.”We have to leave the tent so I can greet all the Alphas. I’ve met t
LexThe girl lies limp on the dungeon floor. I’ve drank more than I meant to this time, and I feel her blood running through my system. Since she first started to visit me a few days, she’s returned several times, and my body has begun to heal itself. My ribs still feel tender as the bruises fade ar
The eastern gardens are filled with grotesque antique statues King Peter’s ancestors had commissioned or taken from other kingdoms they conquered. They are covered in vines and moss, largely forgotten by the gardeners some of which are trimming hedges and tending to flower bushes at the moment.I s