DESTRUCTION

“Positive.” She nodded at the same time. “Honestly, it was an excellent plan now that I’m seeing all of this, one that would have worked except there was no way to know that you were Elena’s mate or that I’d show up.”

“I’ve got something over here,” Mark said from across the room.

He was standing over one of the tables and sorting through some papers that had been scattered about. “What is it?” I asked when we joined him.

Mark handed me a sheet of paper with just a few confusing sentences on it, then he pointed to certain words. “Shade. Heir. Factions. War. Throne. Spread out, those make no sense, but if you put them together, this Jacob person knows exactly what he’s doing, and I would assume he’s been fucking with things longer than any of us realized if he’s talking about Shade.”

“Who is Shade?” I asked as I scanned over the paper again.

“He was Dad’s second-in-command,” Mark answered, but the hard set of tension in his face told me not to ask anything else about the guy.

I noticed