Ruined Beasts

The Academy’s secrets ran deeper than I could have imagined.

Evil spilled into every facet of my life, but I could do nothing to stop it after they’d taken my Enzo. Each day at the whim of my enemies chipped at my sanity but I had to play along with their little power games.

I wished that was my only battle, yet I couldn’t stop dwelling on the past. I never had the opportunity to face the devastating memories of my mates’ betrayals and I feared I’d never forgive.

Despite that. . . I would do anything for them, even trade my life for their freedom.

Cruelty and I were becoming closely enmeshed and I began to like it—I was a monster and it was time I embraced it, even if it meant breaking my ruined beasts.