How do you defeat an enemy that knows your every thought … even as you think it?
(Dirty Blood #5)
by Heather Hildenbrand
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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(Alex's POV for the morning after goodbye)
He had done none of that. The few people he knew well enough to say goodbye to were going with him as part of Kane’s hunting party. Except for her. But he’d already said his goodbyes and he wasn’t up for doing it again.
Damn, but it’d been hard to walk away last night.
Especially after the way she’d thrown herself into his arms. Her dress bunched up around her thighs and tears streaking down her cheeks … he couldn’t get the image out of his head. He wouldn’t for a long time, he was sure.
In some ways, he hated the way she affected him. She was nothing like what he should want. But it’s not like he’d been able to control it. Just then, the door to Lexington Hall opened and she walked out into the filtered sunlight of the courtyard. Cambria was beside her. He’d heard they were spending the summer together. His chest pinged with jealousy. Part of him wished it were him she would be spending time with this summer—but at least she had a friend. She deserved some fun, some down time after everything that’d happened the past few weeks.
From his perch on the roof, he watched them cross the courtyard, smiling and talking, as they headed for closing assembly. He knew the bus would be waiting on him by now but he couldn’t take his eyes off her. The cheap, black gown she wore did nothing to diminish her beauty. Her tanned skin gleamed smooth and fresh and her hair glistened in the sunlight. She looked untouchable.
Or at least, that’s how it felt as she passed through the doorway leading to the auditorium and disappeared from view.
It felt final. He hated the ache it left in his ribs.
From the other side of Griffin Hall, a horn sounded. He sighed and finally turned for the stairs.
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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?