Bene Crossword Clue Novels & Stories

She muttered softly and my interest piqued I blinked. Okay. So this was happening. Kailee Bennett—Miss I-Hate-Your-Guts—was standing in front of me asking for my help. My brain short-circuited for half a second. Did she just say she needed me? My lips twitched. I leaned back on my elbows, pretending like my insides weren’t throwing a damn party. “Say that again?” I said, arching a brow. “Slower this time. I wanna savor it.”

“I know, right? I feel bad for her. I heard there was even a picture too.” Stephen’s eyes lit up. “Ooh,” he said, almost excited. “I have the picture. Want to see?” Arabella placed a hand dramatically on her chest. “Please. Show me.” Stephen pulled his phone out of his suit jacket. He unlocked it quickly and opened the image. Arabella leaned closer to see the picture. It was a picture of Akayda sitting on a park bench with Mr. Knight. They were laughing. There was nothing inappropriate in the picture. Nothing scandalous. It was just two adults sitting close and smiling.

He read the new alert, and a sharp little smile flashed across his face. Choose. The war was on.

It came from up ahead, where the cliff face was darkest. A thin and cold hope, sparked in my chest, we were close. That’s when the wind shifted, It came from behind us, from the south, and it brought a scent. Pine smoke, sweat and iron, and underneath it all, the sharp, acrid scent of rage…… Instantly I knew who it was. Caleb. I froze, my mother stumbled into me, sensing my panic, Rafe and Zayne stopped instantly, lifting their noses, while their eyes scanned the barren slope behind us.

"Don't force it." I scoffed but didn't bother to reply. To hell with that thing. "Maybe we should check out the intricate designs around the object," Cooper suggested and I looked up. "There might be something there." For once, the immature pureblood had contributed something productive. Twirling the cylinder around with meticulous eyes, nothing was out of place. Just some detailed designs and what not, but when my eyes landed on a Greek word engraved in the middle, I frowned. "αίμα"