Pure

“People expect more from you. They will watch you because of what you will become, Alexandria.”

I disagreed. They watched because they feared history would repeat itself. The only time there’d ever been two Apollyons in the same generation, the First had turned on the Council. Both Apollyons had been executed. Two Apollyons at one time was considered dangerous by the Council and the gods. It was why Mom had taken me from the Covenant three years ago. She’d thought she could keep me safe, hide me among the mortals.

“At Council, you ca

Exhaling slowly, I lifted my head and found Marcus by the aquarium. His back was to me. “Yes, I understand.”

He ran a hand over his head. “You will leave your dorm for school, training, and di

My gaze narrowed on his back. “Am I, like, grounded or something?”

He looked over his shoulder at me, lips thi

“But how can you ground me?”

Marcus turned around slowly. “You broke a girl’s nose with an apple.”

Suddenly, I didn’t want to argue. I wasgetting off light. Being grounded also didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t like my social calendar was full. “All right, but are you going to tell me if you found the

daimon?”

He stared at me a moment longer. “No. We haven’t found the daimon yet.”

I gripped the chair. “So… it’s still around?”

“Yes.” Marcus motioned me up, and I followed him to the door. He addressed one of the Guards. “Clive, escort Miss Andros back to her room.”

I groaned inwardly. Clive was one of the Guards I seriously suspected of hooking up with Lea. Every single conversation spoken inside Marcus’s office somehow got back to Lea. Considering Clive had a thing for young girls who wore fake Prada shoes, he was the likeliest suspect.

“Yes, sir.” Clive bowed.

“Remember our conversation,” Marcus said.

“But what about—”

Marcus shut the door.

Which part should I remember? The fact I was a disgrace to him or the fact there was a daimon ru

“I guess you’re enjoying this.” I clenched my jaw.

“That would be a good guess.” Clive shoved me into the stairwell. The pures were wealthy, and I mean, more money than anyone could comprehend. Yet there wasn’t a single elevator in the entire campus.

“You think you can get away with anything, don’t you? You’re the dean’s niece, the Minister’s stepdaughter, and the next Apollyon. You’re just so damn special, aren’t you?”

There was a very good chance I might hit him, but with my fist instead of an apple. I jerked my arm free. “Yeah, I’m that damn special.”

“Just remember you’re still a half-blood, Alex.”

“Just remember I amthe dean’s niece, the Minister’s stepdaughter, and the next Apollyon.”

Clive stepped up, his nose almost touching mine. “Are you threatening me?”

I refused to back down. “No. I’m just reminding you of how special I really am.”

He stared a moment, then gave a short, harsh laugh. “Maybe we’ll all get lucky and you’ll be a daimon snack on the way back to your dorm alone. Have a good night.”

I laughed as loud as I could and was rewarded with the door slamming shut. Hurrying down the stairs, I forgot about Clive. There was a daimon on campus and it’d already attacked one pure-blood, almost killing her. Who knew how long it would take before the daimon half needed its next fix? Mom had said a pure would keep a normal daimon going for days, but was it the same for a daimon half?

She hadn’t said anything about that, but she’d talked a lot about their plans to overthrow the Council and the pures while I’d been captive in Gatlinburg. Mom and Eric, the only surviving daimon from Gatlinburg, had plotted to turn the halfs first, and then send them back to infiltrate the Covenants. Sounded like that was already well underway… or could it just be a random attack?

Yeah, I doubted that.

What I’d learned in Gatlinburg was the whole reason I’d be attending the November Council session, but my testimony seemed pointless now.

I rounded the second floor level and came to an abrupt standstill. Apprehension trailed icy fingers down my spine, awakening the unca

But there was nothing.

Trained not to ignore the freaky sixth sense that alerted us to all kinds of messed-up things, I admitted that maybe I shouldn’t have pissed off Clive. After all, there was a daimon roaming around. I took the steps two at a time and flung open the door to the main level.

Dread still trailed along with me, coiling around my fingers. It didn’t help that the

long hallway was lit only by flickering overhead lights, adding to the creepy feeling. Where were all the Instructors and Guards? It was tomb-quiet.

“Clive?” My eyes devoured every vacant inch of the hallway. “If you’re messing with me, I’m seriously going to break yournose.”

Silence was my answer.

Tiny hairs on my body stood up in warning. Up ahead, the statues of the muses cast harsh shadows over the front lobby. Sca

Three new marble statues had been erected in the center of the lobby. The angelic, beautiful women clustered close to one another, their arms folded close to their bodies and their wings arched high above their tilted heads.

Oh, my gods.

There were furiesin the Covenant.

Entombed for now, their arrival was a sign from some very unhappy gods. I walked around them slowly, as if they’d break free from their shells and rip me from limb to limb at any moment. I imagined they were waiting, sharpening the claws that would appear in their true form.

Furies were ancient, horrific goddesses once used to capture those who had committed evil but had not been punished. Now they appeared whenever there was a threat to the pures as a whole… or to humankind in general.

Something was about to go down, or already had.

Tearing my eyes away from their serene expressions, I pushed open the heavy doors. A hand clamped down on my arm. My gasp of surprise came out as a shriek as I leaned back and brought my leg up to deliver a vicious kick. My eyes flicked up an instant before I made contact.

“Crap!” I yelped.

Aiden blocked my knee, brows raised. “Well, your reflexes are definitely getting better.”

Heart racing, I closed my eyes. “Oh, my gods, you scared the crap out of me.”

“I can tell.” He dropped my arm, his eyes falling to my pants. “So it’s true.”

“So what’s true?” I still couldn’t get control over my heart. For crying out loud, I’d thought he was a daimon about to chomp down on what’s left of my arm.

“You got into a fight with Lea Samos and broke her nose.”

“Oh.” I straightened, pursing my lips. “She called me a daimon loving—”

“Words, Alex, just words.” Aiden tipped his head to the side. “Haven’t we had this conversation before?”