Triple Temptation
"What was that in the world?"
Blaze Draven's voice was a growl, and his fist against one of the ancient stone pillars in the Alpha Row common room sounded like a shot. A cracked fissure radiated out across the old stone. The atmosphere within the room was thick with a storm of furious, crashing Alpha scents—Ash's black cedar, Kai's frigid steel, Blaze's bitter pine, and a frightened, feral citrus from Zane. Outside, the Equinox celebrations continued unabated, but within, another kind of ritual was underway. A ritual of decay.