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How do you defeat an enemy that knows
your every thought … even as you think it?
I thought watching my Werewolf boyfriend
get arrested for murder was the worst experience of my life. But then I was
knocked out and dragged off to a cell of my own by the very people who were
supposed to protect me from danger.
I thought
being held prisoner in solitary confinement for weeks on end was the worst
experience of my life. But then a visitor came, and I realized I’d been wrong
all along. There are worse things than torture and death. Much worse.
He wants my blood. More than that, he wants to get into my head. To use my bond to control his army, to wipe the world clean of anything with dirty blood. I can’t let that happen, but if I don’t he’ll kill every single person I’ve ever cared about—beginning with my Werewolf pack.
The prophecy said I would have to make an impossible choice, but I must be doing this wrong—so far every choice I’ve made has only led to more pain and danger and death. Hunters are pitted against Werewolves and I’m alone in my war against Gordon Steppe. I can’t fight him off anymore; all I can do is try to keep him out of the important places. And I’m failing at even that.
I thought
the demons were out there, clearly marked and clinging to the shadows. But
they’re not. The monsters are within the ranks of those sworn to protect. The
enemy is among us.
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COLD BLOOD (Dirty Blood #2)
Sometimes Family Can be the Death of You
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.
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. Wes isn’t going to like that idea. So between Miles, Wood Point’s evil
welcoming committee, and the drill sergeant hottie trainer from hell, I just
keep asking myself, how did I end up here?
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