er'

state door open, mixed with woodsmoke and

a sat on the sofa, a handkerchief pressed to the corner of her eye. Deon

e glass down on the mantel. "You lo

le coffee table. Metal struck stone with a sin

ghway by Rogues. I killed

s is all over you. There will have to be

is pockets, eyes on the floor.

ee?" I a

Be reasonable. The p

nt sample in the silver bowl. The liquid stayed clear,

awl

ondre let out a breath and reac

ack. "Don't

door behind me. Down below, Agatha's voi

otsteps passed in the hall no

Brandee sat at the head. The maids dropped their eyes and

ent on my dressing table without even knocking. "

y of children, freedom to leave the garrison -

dre to com

. Hands in his pockets, wearing th

ou a place. Temporary. Once my mothe

"To be an unranked servant in your house while you p

"Look at your reality. Your reputation is finished. No decent pack will take you as Luna

t and tore it down the middle. Th

still. "Are

g I had. The crack was loud. His head snapped to

said. "I'd rather die in the

father came in and hit me acros

of today, you are stripped of the Bow

od from the cor

I said. "It was ne

down the marble stairs, and

that had been following me all along, thic

ights. No engine. A thin skin of night dew on the paint, water bea

s, broad through the chest. He stood in the shadow the streetlamp didn't reach an

d e

ke thunder rolling through cedar wood

on the dagger in my s

teps away. Under his collar, the sigils carv

ry Zim

k at the Sanctuary. The outline that flickered o

the air. The cre

, face up. Light from the sigils leaked out from unde

. My father's steps came down the stairs,

sto

the ground. Brandee leaned out from behin

and the color drained out of him. His lips moved, and

y... Zi

est Alpha in the north. Ruler of the Zimmerman pack. A man even the High