Page 36 of Dead Wolf Falling (Bad Moon Academy 2)

Wood splinters as Everett breaks the door, bursting into the room in a flurry of bared teeth and flaring nostrils. He sweeps the room, cataloging everything from Jackson’s body, to Morg, and finally me on the floor.

“Morg?” he asks with a deep frown. “I thought you were dead.”

She winks at me, then spins to face Everett. “It’ll take a lot more than that to kill me.”

“Everett.” I lick my lips, standing and keeping my eyes on my former friend. “She’s Jinx.”

“Seriously?” He steps around Jackson and stands next to me. “How do you know?”

“Raven, it’s not true. She was controlling me, I swear.” The way her voice cracks with her plea is damn good, but I’m not going to be fooled again.

“Stay the hell away from us.” I point my finger at her. “Or I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

Following through on the threat might be hard, but I’m determined to find a way to harness Death’s power to send the demon back to where she belongs. My heart aches with the loss of Morg all over again, this time for the friend I thought I knew.

She drops her grin and hurt flashes over her face. “We could have been good friends.” Then the demon vanishes.

Why does my chest pang with regret? Like I’ve done something to upset her and I want to make it right? Morg isn’t who I think she is; she’s Jinx. Jinx is bad. There is no way I’m going to regret upsetting her, but seeing Morg sad, even if it was all a show, makes me feel guilty.

Footsteps pound down the hall, and I release a hard breath, sharing a look with a grim-faced Everett. Things are getting complicated.

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