Chapter 16: The Rever Court

XANNON

His 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