The entire room held its breath. Fear was a smog that thickened the air and rushed into my lungs like fumes of bleach. It stung and burned, nearly making me emit a nasty cough.You could feel the tearing and shattering of alliances, opinions being formed and beliefs being questioned.It wasn't every day the High Table took in a potential soul-eater. Some instinctual side of me told me to use my gift, to tear the life from Marcus before he could utter another order.Marcus's eyes held mine, ice blue and full of acknowledgement. There was something strange in his perfectly cultivated emotions, a sort of interest that bordered on gambling.The pieces clicked together in my mind, when ever so slightly, he tipped his head at me.'Your move', It said.A question stood out in my mind, one that made my stomach sink. None of us had thought of it before, least of all myself.That guard I had killed at the decrepit house; we had left him there.

I was ripped from what might've been the deepest sleep I've ever experienced to the shrill sound of an alarm coming from the tablet. It vibrated against the Persian rug on the floor, making me scramble even faster. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes roughly, tossing the blankets from my body in a rush. The tablet had fallen over while I slept, and I practically threw myself from the couch to grab it in time.I cringed at the harsh light from the tablet, but forced myself to look until the splotches cleared and I could finally see what the hell was happening. My stomach sank and relief flooded me all at once."We know someone's there--let us in!" Tori's voice wasn't full of panic and fear, but aggression and determination.For a moment, it surprised me. She's always been confident and strong, but this was the voice of a Luna.I tapped furiously on the tablet, scrolling through the oddly in-depth security measures that encompassed the house. The boundary line

The twin's parents contacted us nearly an entire day later. While they had the address for the safehouse, there was no way for us to contact anyone in the outside world. There were no telephones in the entire house, and our own cellphones were lost or broken during the chaos."They won't come here." Kade reassured me, "Marcus's men could be anywhere. Coming here would only bring trouble."Even though I cherished these hours with the twin's, they were wrought with anxiety. I couldn't help but feel like the world was holding its breath, waiting for the next move to be made. Marcus had clearly made the first move, ordering my capture along with Tori and the twins. It was our turn, but we were in no position to do anything.Both Tori and Zayne stayed in their rooms for most of the day, managing to come downstairs at different intervals. While it might've been chance, I had the distinct feeling they were completely avoiding each other. I thought back to last night an

Dex reacted instantly, slamming on the gas as he swerved into the center lane. We narrowly missed a little maroon Buick, whose nasal sounding horn blared down the highway.Before the vehicle could fully regain its balance, Carson lifted herself out the minivan and onto the ledge of the window. My heart stuttered a few beats as I heard the deafening sound of a gun being shot.Bullets peppered the dark colored SUV that drove along side of us. They swerved to the right, but it seemed we weren't the only ones with a bullet proof vehicle. The SUV veered right, trying to run us onto the shoulder."Fuck." Carson snarled, tearing the visor off her head and chucking it out the window. "They're boxing us in. If you don't act fast, Dex, we're screwed."When Dex's grip on the steering wheel turned white knuckled, I knew I wasn't going to like what happened next. Dex lifted his head and eyed the four of us in the rearview mirror, his eyes straying to me last."

"Tell me, what did you pick up from Athena?" Mera asked, breaking the silence that I knew wouldn't last long. There were too many questions on our end, and both Isaiah and Mera could feel our rising curiosity.We were in the dark colored SUV now, humming down the road we had once stood on as we neared Isaiah and Mera's pack. The faint scent of cherries and tobacco wafted from the front of the vehicle, where two dark clothed guards sat.It was a bit of an awkward fit, with Tori sitting next to Mera and Isaiah, but I refused to let her take another vehicle. I was no stranger to how it feels when you lose both a mate and a best friend. It was something I wasn't willing to risk again, even if we were headed to safety. Tori didn't seem to mind, and actually liked Mera as much as I.My mind strayed to what Mera had asked of me. It was difficult, giving a loose interpretation of a person based on just a few seconds of information. At times, someone's emotions were a di