Chapter 3
The bed creaks beneath me in protest as I lean forward, smiling widely. “Thanks for the welcome,” I say eagerly. “Thankfully, you weren’t wearing tight jeans,” Nick says, after a moment of silence. “I’ve had a couple of mentees rip through a pair of...
Chapter 5
I open my eyes to the darkness of pre-dawn the next morning, inwardly cringing at how dry they are--I must have cried heavily overnight, judging from that and my damp pillow. I roll onto my left side, staring at the window as the sky slowly brightens...
Chapter 2
My eyes slide open to the darkness of my room, just before dawn. Eight days have passed since Ryan unleashed the Servian information on me, and more changes have begun to show up, both during and between transformations: hair has begun to grow on my...
Chapter 4
I wake to the warm light of the morning sun. I can't tell what time it is from the intensity of the light, but I'm disappointed that I woke up past sunrise. At least it happened on Sunday, though, and not a school day. I stretch, yawning, pulling my...