ZEUS
The whiskey burns as it goes down, but I welcome it. It’s the only kind of warmth I trust. Everything else; people, promises, bonds, is fickle. A distraction. A liability.
I sink deeper into the armchair, swirling the amber liquid in my glass, watching the light fracture through it. The silence in my room is thick, like smoke after a war. The kind that settles after something destructive has already been set in motion.
And it has.
My plan.
Finally.
Falling into place.
It started weeks ago. The night I passed by Adrian’s room, and overheard him and Darian whispering like schoolboys trying to keep secrets from the headmaster. I was going to walk by, pretend I heard nothing, until I heard the name.
Iris.
The girl he marked.
My brother. The future Lycan king. Reduced to a mess o
