Brandon shoved the last piece of pizza down his throat and tossed the box back on the coffee table. The television was on, but he may as well have been watching Telemundo; he had no idea what was going on. The nagging idea that he’d taken this all a step too far wouldn’t go away, but he fought the urge to run down to Cassidy’s apartment and apologize, swallowing his feelings topped with pepperonis and washing them down with a beer from his dad’s tiny fridge in his room he wasn’t supposed to touch. His plan was to finish it and hide the evidence before Elliott came back.That didn’t work out. The apartment door opened, and the first thing his dad asked was, “Is that mine?”Still chewing, Brandon waited to answer till most of the pizza was gone. “It was.”Elliott studied him for a moment before taking a seat next to him on the couch. “Everything okay?”“Nope, not even a little bit

The sound of Cassidy’s alarm had her heart beating out of her chest again. She reached for her phone to turn it off, and it fell on the floor. Frustrated, she used her powers to stop the noise and bring her phone back to her outstretched hand before she slammed it down on the mattress next to her.She’d been dreaming, though she had no idea what it had been about. All she could remember was feeling miserable, like she had been buried alive and was left all alone in the cold, hard ground to rot for eternity. There was nothing pleasant about the sensation that her nightmare, whatever it had been, left crawling all over her skin. She literally flew out of bed and went directly to the bathroom to turn the shower on so that she could try to wash away the unsettled sensation, whatever had caused it, before it sank into her skin.After taking care of a few other important morning matters, she went back into her bedroom and picked out an outfit. Her mind was busy,

Christian’s eyes felt like they were about to dislodge from his head. Going on eight hours without as much as a pinprick of light was painfully trying. A few times, his eyes started playing tricks on him, and he thought he saw shapes in the darkness. Other times, he imagined he heard crying somewhere out there in the blackness, but he decided it had to be his own mind messing with him because as far as he could tell, he was completely and utterly alone.For about the hundredth time, he decided to shout at Daunator and demand he come and face him. Taking into consideration what Cassidy had said earlier about the Findley sisters, a tactic he had yet to try, he called out into the darkness. “Daunator! I know you’re nearby! And I know you can hear me! I have something that you want, you know? I have access to the Findleys. I was just talking to Cassidy a moment ago. She can read minds. If you show yourself, perhaps I can strike up a deal with them!”

Brandon grabbed the pizza he’d ordered and hurried out of the trainee apartment building, back to his own, but he kept an eye out for Cassidy the entire time he was walking, hoping he didn’t run into her again—literally or figuratively—since that had been one of the most painful experiences of his whole life. He couldn’t believe how far downhill their relationship had gone in just a matter of days.Back in his apartment, he dropped the pizza box on the coffee table and went to the kitchen to grab a soda and a napkin. While he felt a little like a loser eating pizza in his apartment by himself again, he didn’t want to go to any of his friends’ places because he didn’t know if Cass would be there. And since most of them were her friends first, it seemed a little bit wrong to make her be the one who couldn’t hang out anymore.He had a seat on the couch and picked up the remote, contemplating whether or not he could han

“Thanks for meeting with me. I know your time is valuable, so I’ll get right to it. I have some disturbing footage from a hunt in Hungary last night. Mila sent it to me a few hours ago. I’ve been trying to figure out what I’m looking at, but I must admit, I haven’t got a clue. Part of me thinks we should just wait a few days until Aaron and Cadence get back, but I decided to go ahead and let you see it. Maybe we can figure it out together,” Hannah said.“That sounds slightly terrifying,” Elliott mumbled. “Something you’ve never seen?”“I know. I thought I’d seen just about everything imaginable,” Hannah admitted. She pulled up the video Mila had sent her from the hunt on a large screen behind her on her office wall and swiveled her chair to watch it with them.The footage wasn’t steady at all, an indicator that the person recording was running, but eventually, Hannah knew,