XANDER: Seven of us dive into the water, searching the ground for a source. The rush of water is coming from below, not above, but I can’t find anything. Not a single hole, just rock solid concrete. I search like my life depends on it—because my life does depend on it. It submerges us. We have seconds left. “Over here!” someone shouts, “There’s a hole...I need something to clog it.” I swim over to Mae and pull her up to the little space that’s left between the ceiling of the room and the mass of water. “What are you doing, Xander?” “Give me your jacket!” I pull it off her and swim over to the source of the voice. It’s Darius. He takes it from me and we swim to the bottom. I see Xaden dive right after us. The second the hole in the ridgeline between the floor and the wall is clogged, the water stops rising. Darius Raken is still distracted. Xaden comes from behind and breaks his neck. The Founder's body drops to the floor as we swim up for air through the bloody water. I whi
MAE: Psychopaths! What a deranged bunch these three are! How could Tyra do this to me? Every female shifter dreams of finding their mates in the most perfect of humans. I found mine in a crazy bunch, who think I’ll sit back and watch them ruin me. Ha! I’m still stomping off with my hands fisted at my sides and my lips twisted into an angry pout. “Mae?” I whirl around. “What?!” My next words trap in my throat when I realise I’m in the presence of two professors. They both have that signature black cape gown that all Starweaver professors wear above their clothes. “Excuse me, Vienna. Remember we have a meeting with Professor Willas,” the male professor says, placing a hand on her shoulder before leaving the both of us on this hallway. We are inside the Order of Wardens. I came here first because Aria and I need to have a serious conversation about who’s been telling lies. Maybe if I find out the truth, Xaden Beverion will finally let me breathe. “Hello, ma’am.” I clear my thro
MAE: I still have just two missions within these walls. One, find out what happened to Sai, my dead boyfriend. Two, survive at all costs. There are no classes ongoing now. Shifters are everywhere, but the orders should have less people lurking around. I’m confident in that thought because it’s the most likely. Also, the professor I had seen with Vienna had talked about a meeting with Kathleen. This is my chance. I step into the Order of Founders, sneaking past the guards. It is a square-shaped building, much larger than the rest with fewer occupants. They are the true leaders of Solantis. The ones who will sit in the Paragon Chamber someday with a unit behind each of them, consisting of their Chief Shaper, Elder One, and a Warden General. Willas Aranal read it out to us right before the tolerance test. Somehow, I believe becoming a newborn is a curse in disguise. If you can’t manifest the power of your crest while in any of the Orders, no matter how long it takes, you can leave.
MAE: I'm basking in the clouds, floating like the wind. Xannon’s mouth is my eighth wonder. I don't ever want to meet the ground again. “Gods, why does it feel this good?” I moan as soon as the back of my thighs hit the dresser. “Fuck.” “Xannon,” I moan his name, holding his face. Suddenly, he bites my bottom lip. Pain flashes by, but it only turns me on more. Pressure builds as fast as lightning in between my legs. I dig my nails into his skin, letting one hand curl in his long, soft hair. He's practically eating my mouth now. His finger trails down my neck to the valley between my breasts. “The things I want to do to this body of yours, Mae.” I'm suddenly flammable. Everywhere he touches burns sweetly. “Do them.” I don't recognise my voice—in fact, I don't even know I've moaned that out loud. He laughs softly. “Will you really let me?” I can’t think. I'm incapable of processing a thought. Just need exists. Brain-paralysing need. I blame my wolf Lena. But it's my head b
XANNONHis lifeless eyes have plagued my mind since the day it happened at the Crescent Ball. As green as mine, like fresh grass in the meadows. They remind me of where my brothers and I come from. Home. But they also remind me of the day our lives changed. The day we signed an agreement with death that we won't last until the end of our wolves' life span. I still hear the rage of laughter coming from the ongoing Crescent Ball in my head. The table had curved around the Crowngate Higher square and, on the other radius, sat Casterton, the Vamp Lord. Our gazes meshed in a line as we drank from our goblets. His normal wine. Ours poisoned."Xannon." I turn, blinking away my father's lifeless eyes and his voice in my head, facing Kace Morgant. He's not alone. I've come to learn that he always walks with minions from the Dusk Fae Court, who've found their way into this school of bloodshed as well."I haven't seen you since Naming Day ended." He regards me with soul-piercing eyes, like h
MAE: One week ago. I think it’s a trumpet. Maybe the sky gods want a red carpet laid out for them before they arrive on the ground. But it’s only Kira blowing snot into a tissue, repeatedly, in the living room. “Arghhhh.” She half groans and half wails, leaving me dumbfounded. “Don’t you think it’s too early in the morning?” She pops one eye open through her aggressive tears, blowing another round of non-existent snot into a tissue. She’s all surrounded. White crumpled paper towels dot every spot on the black tiled floor next to her. “Men are scum!” she says while crying, but I strain to hear her correctly. “What? Men are saints?” The leatherette couch pillow lands in my face for that, and I raise my hands, surrendering. “Too soon. Got it.” I sigh, watching her crumble, but there’s nothing I can do about it. Kira fell for her mated boss, who hid the truth about his family from her. It wasn’t until she had gotten tangled in his messed up life that she found out. Falling
XANNON: Present Day. “Uncle, do you enjoy having your cock sucked?” Xaden asks Damek Beverion, the Lycan King of the Vale, which is the capital of Evencrest city. My brother seldom has a filter, and sometimes, he lacks a working brain. We are far from home, being housed by the Red Dawn pack. After someone attacked and killed our father in Crowngate city, we fled before it was too late. They may not have finished off the Beverions of the Silent Winter pack, but they will return to end what they’ve started. And we don’t even know who the enemy is. Yet. I clear my throat. “Excuse Xaden, Uncle. He’s had a long month since we left Crowngate, grieving.” Xaden scoffs, curling his lips into a mocking smile, but he stays silent. I’m glad his brain boots again and reminds him of whose roof houses us now. In a few moments, I will realise I spoke too soon about my brother. “No, it’s alright.” Alpha Damek chuckles in his seat on the long table while his servants serve breakfast. “What man
MAE: A slap. A fucking hard one. Stella Holden answers her door and slaps me hard in the face. I don't know this woman. I just know that she's Sai's stepmother. Kira’s the reason I’m here, so what the hell is this woman’s problem? They turned her into a suspect and took her away from me. Now, she just hit me like I'm responsible for her son's death. I remain calm, watching her take in deep, hard breaths as the sting on my face slowly disappears. "I've been meaning to do that for nineteen long years, Mae." Her face morphs into an ugly snarl—the kind you'll find on the face of a demon. Huh, she knows my name...How? "At least, I deserve to know why you’ve pinned your son’s murder on an innocent person." I say, too calm to be true. She’s dazed for a moment before she mutters. "Because you ruined my life...But at least now, you are about to save it." This. Woman. Is. Crazy. "Kira didn't kill Sai! I'm warning you. End this madness now, Stella." "How dare you warn me?! My brothe