Chapters (51)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Content Warning
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Chapter Forty-Three
- Chapter Forty-Four
- About the Author
- Back Cover
A cold tension settles upon the room, making bumps rise on my skin and the sweat on my face dry. Dad’s trying to take up for me, and if Lily’s death wasn’t in danger of being labeled a true suicide, I might take his out, but I can’t let anyone think what happened here is because she was ashamed.
“I’m very familiar with the Vera Bennet case,” I try again. “The injuries sustained are the same. An exchange isn’t far-fetched, given that we believe the Eurydice has incarnated. It should be our first theory.”
There is silence, and then Elite Cain speaks.
“Thank you, Shadow Knight,” he says. “Until further notice, you are excused from patrol at Nacoma Knight Academy and all other duties as assigned.”
“What?” They’re benching me from duty? Anger rises from the pit of my stomach. Roth warned me this would happen.
“This is not punishment, Shadow Knight. Think of it as a courtesy, generously granted by your superiors. It will give you time to grieve.”
“I don’t need time to grieve,” I argue. I don’t buy their this isn’t punishment excuse. “I need time to figure out who did this to Lily.”
“You forget yourself, Shadow Knight. You are only provisionally a tracker. Despite what Successor Roth may think, you are not ready for ranks.”
That’s a blow I didn’t see coming.
“Does Successor Roth know you are revoking my rank?”
“Successor Roth has no jurisdiction here until he becomes luminary, Shadow Knight. Besides, what progress have you made in locating the Eurydice? Perhaps if you had been more prepared when offered your rank, Lily Martin might not be dead.”
The accusation tears through my chest like a scythe—if I’d found the Eurydice sooner, Lily would still be alive.
Problem is, I’m not so sure they’re wrong.
I never considered Roth’s attention might damn me after graduation, but the fact that I’m only nine months away from placement and I’ve failed so publicly at this means my goal of becoming a commander is dead.
I place my fist to my chest and bow my head.
“I accept time to grieve. Thank you, Elite Cain.”
Those are the hardest words I’ve ever spoken. I turn and leave.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Anora and the Funeral
Two days after Lily’s death, a memorial is held at Nacoma Knight Academy. A bruised sky emits a constant film of rain. I walk beneath it, uncovered, heels sinking into the earth.