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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Also by Adriana Mather
  3. Dedication
  4. Chapter One
  5. Chapter Two
  6. Chapter Three
  7. Chapter Four
  8. Chapter Five
  9. Chapter Six
  10. Chapter Seven
  11. Chapter Eight
  12. Chapter Nine
  13. Chapter Ten
  14. Chapter Eleven
  15. Chapter Twelve
  16. Chapter Thirteen
  17. Chapter Fourteen
  18. Chapter Fifteen
  19. Chapter Sixteen
  20. Chapter Seventeen
  21. Chapter Eighteen
  22. Chapter Nineteen
  23. Chapter Twenty
  24. Chapter Twenty-one
  25. Chapter Twenty-two
  26. Chapter Twenty-three
  27. Chapter Twenty-four
  28. Chapter Twenty-five
  29. Chapter Twenty-six
  30. Chapter Twenty-seven
  31. Chapter Twenty-eight
  32. Chapter Twenty-nine
  33. Chapter Thirty
  34. Chapter Thirty-one
  35. Chapter Thirty-two
  36. Chapter Thirty-three
  37. Chapter Thirty-four
  38. Chapter Thirty-five
  39. Chapter Thirty-six
  40. Chapter Thirty-seven
  41. Chapter Thirty-eight
  42. Chapter Thirty-nine
  43. Chapter Forty
  44. Chapter Forty-one
  45. Acknowledgments
  46. ADRIANA MATHER
  47. What’s next onyour reading list?

I walk back and forth. I open my mouth once but close it again. All this time, the missing information, the things that didn’t add up—those things were Ash. And deep down, I knew it. I felt that I shouldn’t trust him from the start, and yet I let myself. “So you came to me and offered to partner up to find the murderer when you already knew who it was. Why? Because you were trying to get information out of me to report back to Conner and the Lions? You…betrayed me.”

“I didn’t know it was Charles. Dr. Conner didn’t tell me anything of the plan other than that I was to lure you out after curfew and send you down that hallway,” Ash says, and his voice is getting more pained.

“All those questions Conner asked me about you…He knew you were playing me.” My voice shakes and I press my lips together, trying to get myself under control.

I glance at Ash. He looks like he wants to reach out to me, which only makes me feel worse.

“And in that assembly, when Charles threw the knife at me? Did you take the hit to get me to trust you so that you could ask me about my father?” My voice cracks and I try desperately to shake away my emotion.

“No, no way,” he says, and his voice is so genuine that I want to believe him. But how can I? “I blocked that knife because I wanted to. And that information was for me. I was trying to figure out why Dr. Conner was going through so much trouble to kill you. Trying to set you up for Stefano was one thing. But between Charles and the stunt that Nyx pulled with the sword…Dr. Conner is clearly fixated on you, or the Lions are, or both.”

“So now what?” I ask, exasperated. “Am I supposed to believe that you aren’t working with Conner anymore?” There’s disgust in my voice. “What about this deal to put Layla in the dungeon to keep her out of harm’s way? Was that a deal you made with Conner, too?”

“No, it’s a deal I made with Blackwood,” Ash says flatly. “If I had to guess, you’re right that Blackwood’s trying to stop Dr. Conner. But think about it: She can’t just eliminate him from the school, not with the hold the Lions have over it. And if she killed him, it would set off a much bigger war. So I made a deal that I would protect you if she would protect my sister.”

“And she agreed?”