Delaney Connor is dead, and it’s all anyone can talk about. The others have been arriving over the course of a few days, but it was Pollux who gave us the news. He showed up the morning after we broke them out, and that’s how we found out that many of the fighters are still out there, hiding so they don’t get caught and draw attention to themselves and to the rest of us who are hiding. Cade is genuinely devastated by what’s happened. Connor was his brother, and I’ve since discovered that it’s a blessing to have a sibling in the rebellion with you. Most people have lost their families, for crying out loud. To have a relative is a blessing. Despite his grief, he hasn’t left Paola’s side. She’s not doing too well; she’s been seriously injured, and the healer fears that she might not be able to walk again. Silver was injected in her spine, and it’s been eating away at the bone, and there’s nothing we can do about it but wait for it to pass out of her system. The effects of silver are
DelaneyPaola wakes up, thankfully, and I’m the first one there to see it. I go to her side, and grab her hand before squeezing it. Her eyes flutter open, and then she looks around disoriented and somehow surprised. When her eyes meet mine, she gasps and says, “Delaney?”“Paola,” I say, relieved. “We’ve been waiting so anxiously for you to wake up. How are you feeling?”“I don’t…remember what happened and how I ended up here,” she claims. “The last thing I remember was…oh, by the goddess…they were doing such awful things to us all and—”I place my hand over hers. My throat is closing up at the sight of her despair, but I say, “You’re safe now. They’re not going to hurt you anymore.”“But they will,” she states, her eyes filling with tears. “They always will whenever they have a chance. This isn’t something that stops, Delaney. How did you…they’d dragged you out, and I tried to reach you but we were all captured apart from you.”I briefly explain what happened, and she says, “He saved
AlecThe heavy wooden door creaks as I push it open, stepping into Alpha Fredrick’s office. When I received the call a few moments ago, I panicked. I always have this feeling like they’re going to find out that I had something to do with the attacks, which I did.But I have to come, I don’t have a choice. The room is dimly lit, the smell of old leather and polished oak filling the air. A group of people—mostly Fredrick’s advisors and some of the higher members of their pack—are already seated, their faces drawn and serious. Their eyes shift toward me as I enter, but they say nothing. The tension is thick, as if everyone in the room is holding their breath.Alpha Fredrick is standing behind his desk, his hands resting on the dark wood surface, watching a screen in front of him. The glowing light from the screen casts harsh shadows across his face. His expression is grim, his jaw clenched tightly. I step closer, the uneasy atmosphere making my pulse quicken.Alpha Fredrick says to me,
Delaney As I make my way inside the bar, I’m thinking about what that stranger said to me. I should probably alarm people about him, but I don’t want to cause a panic when the man will probably be gone by the time they start looking for him. Besides, Matteo is here. He’s seated near the bar, and he has a bandage wrapped around his head. Some of the people, who I’m guessing were already in the bar, are crowded around him and telling him how glad they are that he’s alive. He’s answering some of their questions politely when he catches my eye over someone’s shoulder. I can tell right away that something is wrong. Or rather, that a serious discussion will ensue. Francesca says to me, “He asked for you.”My heart sinks a little. Of course he did. I expected this. “Everyone,” he says while putting his hands up. The small crowd falls silent. “I appreciate your concern, and I thank you for your kind words. But as you know, we’re in the midst of a war, and I have a lot to discuss with s
DelaneyOnce it’s after four in the morning, that’s when I decide to leave the house. There’s an exit that’s pretty well-guarded during the day but is neglected at night. The exit leads to the woods just outside the city, I believe, based on the maps I’ve seen in the library of this whole Underworld. I leave a note to let Paola and Pollux know that I’ll be back and that there’s something I need to take care of, and then I open the door carefully so I don’t make a sound. I have all the emergency phone numbers with me. If something happens, I’ll know who to call. I’m not as unprepared as I was the last time I had to go out there. I know that I didn’t inform any one of where I’m going, but if it’s not a threat to the rebellion or the Underworld, then why should I? It’s a personal matter. I can have a life outside of this, can’t I?As I’d predicted, the entrance is vacant. I don’t see a home guarding it. Usually, one needs permission to leave, but because I don’t have one as I doubt I’
DelaneyMy mother can’t seem to get over her shock for a few moments, and when she does, she surprises me by wanting to slam the door on my face. I put my hand out to stop her, and then lodge my foot between the door and the doorframe. “What are you doing here!?” she asks wildly while stepping back, stumbling into the living room before I can even take a good look at her face. “What do you want from me!?”Her fear is confusing the hell out of me. I close the door behind me after entering the living room and tell her, “I just wanted to talk to you, Mom.”“About what?” she asks hysterically as she makes her way closer to the couch and the side table next to it, where her telephone is. I should have reacted faster, but I watch her in confusion instead as she picks up the phone and starts to dial some number. My feet begin to move just as she says, “Hello? Yes, I need help! There’s a dangerous—”I grab the phone from her hand and slam it down on the receiver while frowning. “What the h
AlecAt this rate, it’s starting to feel like I’ll never have a normal day no matter how much I try to fix things. I step out of the car and slam my door on the way out. My Beta is already here, and since I don’t see him anywhere around, I’m guessing he’s inside the house. Margaret’s neighbors are all lingering outside, waiting to be given some information. They’re currently forming a circle around the house, and some of our Gammas are standing before them, armed to inflict fear. They can’t come in this house, not if what I’ve been told is true. There are four other people inside the house, and my Beta is standing next to the body. My heart sinks at the sight of the pool of blood around this woman’s head. I move closer, my footsteps loud in the too-quiet house. My Beta looks up and says, “Well, we’ve got a serious problem in our hands.”“What happened exactly?” I ask. “She called the emergency number in case Delaney Waters showed up, but she didn’t say much else before the call e
DelaneyPollux hasn’t taken his eyes off me since we left Margaret’s house. There’s a slight tremble in my hand, and I’m nauseous. All I can think about is that sickening crack followed by the pool of dark blood around her head. I killed her. I caused this. He’s asked me what’s wrong more than once, but I can’t bring myself to say anything. I’m still struggling to process everything that I learned so far. How will people take this news?Will they even believe me?Will I say something?We spend hours driving around, and even so, I don’t speak. We can’t make it back now because people will see us during the day. It has to be after the sun has set. That’s what Pollux says to me. However, I’m so shocked that I lose track of time. I’m just thinking and thinking, and then, before I know it, we reach the hatch, and he and I are walking toward it. We’ve abandoned the car where we found it, and the sun has set. We have to get out of sight quickly before we’re spotted. It’s only once we’