ie

, and my hands ache from the scratches that forced me to let it go before I ripped it in half. I

over the Goddessdamn marble floor. What I do care about is my stupid sister getting herself into trouble again. How many times does she have to be told to stop fucking with Nessa? Last time

he beats the living s

ge, except for the few times they’ve put a nice dress on her and made her stand with us on the platform to wav

m

e. She’s been down there talking to Blake, finding out about his magic, and I don’t like it. Father told me a lon

thr

Taner, asks as he falls into step beside me. Thankfully, he’s walking o

I tell him.

full moon. It’s wild. Of course, nothing will happen until the moon is full, bu

lway. I fully intend to go to my room, but with Taner refusing to shut the

e dungeon door. “Hey, your room’s that way.

to.” I try to sidestep him, but he moves in front

r eyeball right out of your skull!” He chuckles, the mop

ake the steps two at a time. It’s dark down here and smells like body odor and shit

treated Blanca lik

ing about being so close to her stirred my wolf in a way that I’ve never experienced before. Rather th

have little flecks of silver and blue in them. They’

he actu

f it’s the Haze, the animal attacks, or the idea that there’s a psychotic m

r to Blake’s cell. He’s leaning against the far wall, his tattered clothes even more a mess since he was given a lashing earlier. I can h

one. Life is already awful for her, if you haven’t noticed. If you continue to pl

that he can’t hear me, but then he speaks, in a low growl of a voice. “I have done nothi

ke them. Certainly, I have never been kind to my sister, but I haven’t beaten her li

es are swollen to slits, dried blood caking his crooked nose and lips. “You ha

on the sill, staring down at me. I want to dare the bastards to come at me so I can sh

ng the words, knowing they aren’t the truth. As a child, I could’ve done nothing to help Blan

ve done

w who I am, boy. But you don’t. Your father has filled your head so full of lies, you wouldn’t know the truth if it tried to peck your eyes out.

e fuck a

, the birds begin to squawk. He takes another step toward me. “If something soun

a guard shout as Blake is practically no

evaporate from him, to leave my father’s mortal enemy that he captured on the battlefield over twen

from the lantern on the wall, I can see his eyes. They’re b

what catches

ngness, I see something familiar, somethin

ks of silve