Chapter 8

Mason Hart

Tap, tap, tap...

I heard a light knock on my bedroom door, but I didn't bother to answer it. I just stayed where I was, safe and cozy, hidden under my duvet. I hoped that whoever was on the other side of the door would get the hint and buzz off. No such luck.

“Mason? Mason, can I come in?” I heard Carmen call out to me.

Oh for Christ's sake, not her, anyone but her. As if I don't feel crap enough as it is, now I have to deal with that idiot.

I let out a deep sigh, then replied,

“Sure.” I didn't even bother to come out from under my duvet. I really didn't want to face the world today.

Yesterday was the worst day of my life, within a few hours, I'd lost a dozen friends, my uncle, Evan and Freya. I knew the hunters needed me to help put them back together, but right now I felt pretty broken. If I couldn’t even pull myself together, how could I possibly begin to try and fix this faction?

“Mason, are you going to come out from un