I killed a girl last night. I did it with my bare hands and an old piece of pipe I found lying next to the dumpster. But that's not the part that got me. The part that scared me, the part I can't seem to wrap my head around and still has me reeling, was that when she charged me, her body shifted; and then she was a wolf - all snapping teeth and extended claws. But by the time I stood over her lifeless body, she was a girl again. That's about the time I went into shock. And that was the moment he showed up.
"great book and narration. too bad book 2 is so terrible"
Forty-six. That's how many hybrids survived the Hunter attack in the woods after I revived them with an injection of my blood. That's how many followed me home to Frederick Falls. And that's how many were now mentally linked to me through a blood bond. Two days. Three valium. Fourteen hours of sleep. That's what it took to realize I wasn't losing my mind as a result of the noise in my own head. Sixteen. That's how many days have passed since I almost killed Alex. That's how many days I've sat by his bedside, waiting for him to wake up.
"Bring it on!!"
Wood Point Academy is not at all what I expected. For one thing, it looks like a cross between military school and Buckingham Palace. Everyone stares, the floors shine so bright you can see your reflection in them from a mile away, and no one smiles. Unless they're kicking your butt in the process. At least I've got plenty to take my mind off the fact that my psycho cousin, Miles De'Luca, keeps calling and declaring his love and promising to come for me just as soon as he's destroyed anyone standing in our way.
Puma shifter, Del Santoni, has lived her entire life as the heir to a decades' old feud with the Armsford family - a struggle that ended in the death of her own father years ago. Since then, both sides have done nothing but fight and grapple for social power - and Del's sick of it. She's willing to do anything to end the war - even if it means dethroning her own family. Del begins a secret mission to recover the Maker's Mark. If legend is true, its symbols will reveal the name of the one true ruling family.
"ARC. BRAVO ! 😍 HOT SEXY YUMMY ALPHA TO THE"
Hybrids. If I had to choose one word to sum up all of my problems, this would be it. Without hybrids, I wouldn't have to watch my best friend slowly becoming a monster. Without hybrids, I could let go of the mentality of hunt or be hunted. CHAS wouldn't be scouring the Earth, intent on slaughtering and using Alex to do it. Without hybrids, I wouldn't have to be on guard that losing my temper meant losing my shape. There would be no monster inside me, struggling to get out.
"This series is amazing!!"