Book 1: The Deal

Blanca

Vomit rises up my throat as I wait as patiently as possible for Kieran to leave the tent. I can’t allow myself to think about what happened last night–what we did. If I do, I’m likely to throw up everywhere.

Tears sting my eyes for so many reasons, I couldn’t possibly name them all. Here I was thinking the Haze would be my ticket out of this hellhole, that I’d meet my mate, and he’d sweep me away.

Instead, the Moon Goddess made me the butt of Her own sick, twisted joke. What the hell will our parents do to us if they find out about this? They’ll kill me. Like Kieran, they’ll assume I’ve learned some sort of magic that would make this possible.

I truly don’t think there’s any magic in the world that would make this happen, but nothing makes sense at the moment. I need to do some research.

I turn around to look at the unzipped tent, wondering if Kieran is gone. I see his legs through the flap and then hear another voice.

“Oh,