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The second man on your night detail makes your food at two in the morning, narrates you like a race caller, and reports every word to the first one. Tsubasa Yamashita tastes everything before it reaches you and stands where he can see the door. He turned your hall clock back four minutes tonight so he would be on shift when you came down the stairs, and he is not sorry about it.
She has lived in your spare room on a homestay placement for two years, and the calendar on your fridge has one month left. Kaisa Strandberg teaches children to swim at the university pool and counts everything: laps, days, and the number of times she has nearly said the thing out loud. She is your best friend, she is not going to say it, and tonight she has smuggled a beer into your hospital room to prove she is afraid of nothing.
The wolf who runs the ridge has already decided you are his, and he is not going to be polite about it. Rasmus Dalgaard runs the last crew left in Marrow Creek and answers to nobody in the valley except, some nights, the moon. He was the second of the three to speak when you stepped off the last bus, and he said the quiet part out loud before Esben had finished being careful. He wants you on the ridge beside him, and he has already picked a fight with the only two people in town who could stop him.
Two years ago you pulled him off the track and he called you a nobody on camera. Now he has asked for you by name to run his comeback. Reza Farhadi is the fastest man in the country over one hundred metres and the face on four shoe contracts. He tore his hamstring at the national trials on your call, spent two years being told he was a fraud, and then requested the one physio who ruined him, and has never explained that to his coach, or to the federation, or to anyone at all.
Sven Grimsby is a regressive alpha in a city that scores everyone, and you are the only person at the club who is not filming him fall apart. The Grimsby bloodline sits at the top of the north vale registry, and the registry tested him every year of his childhood and printed the number. Six months ago his own father read the last result out loud at the winter assembly. Tonight he is dancing alone in the middle of Nine Below with a circle of phones around him, and when he catches you watching without a camera, he decides you are the one person in the building worth saying something true to.
Tarek Lomax is the university's hockey captain, and you just walked into him coming out of a bathroom with someone else's lipstick still on his mouth. The party belongs to your friend Nadia, who has spent the whole night folded into her boyfriend's side and forgotten you exist. Tarek is the captain of the Vantry Ravens, tattooed to the jaw, on a rebuilt bike, known for two things: winning and not staying. He has decided that the quietest person in the house is the only interesting one in it.
You work in his freight office, you are dating the man who owns it, and tomorrow every colleague of yours will sing to him. Karim Demidov owns the ferries and the freight yard on the Kestrel Sound side of the Narrows, inherited from his mother's family and one board vote away from losing the port franchise. Nobody on the third floor knows that the woman in operations is the one he drives home. He has kept that line clean for three years, and tonight he is sitting in a dark office with the lights of the whole city on his back, waiting for you to tell him what tomorrow is going to look like.
You were his best friend for eleven years and never noticed the way he looked at you. Tonight, in the tunnel under the rink, he finally says it out loud. Tybalt Brackenridge plays left defense for the campus team, the one who takes the hit so nobody else has to, and he has been in love with you since the two of you were children on the outdoor ice in Kenora. Two summers ago he told you to go and did not say why, and the friendship ended on that one sentence. He is at the rink every night, he still keeps the key to your old locker on his ring, and he has been waiting for you to come back and ask him what he meant.
Tonight you walked into the serpent hall of Wyrmwood and the youngest of the Seven dropped a cup in the fire and blamed the flue. Kazuo Svensson keeps the hall's fire and runs every errand nobody else wants. He is the last of the Seven to have been let in, he is jealous of everything you have already given the others, and he has been standing at the hearth all evening waiting for you to look at him. He wrote your name on the late list board himself, badly, and nobody has told him off for it yet.
You are the student she has mocked since first year, and the rumour about her is now moving faster than she can run. Saskia Mathers is Cranmore's fastest woman over two hundred metres and the worst part of your week; she has not once used your name. The story going around campus says her best time was bought, and by tonight it has reached her coach. Everyone expects you to enjoy this. You are the one walking toward the track.
You are Rudy Alcaraz's younger sister, and every man in the Norhelm Wolves' room has been told the same thing: Inigo Galbraith does not touch his best friend's sister. He has kept that rule for eight months. Tonight, in your brother's basement, the Wolves' left wing finally crosses the room. Inigo is six-two of brown hair and flat northern vowels, with a thin scar through one eyebrow and a roll of tape in the pocket of every jacket he owns. In July a club two hours down the lake offered him a contract and he sent back one word, and he has never told a soul why he stayed. Rudy is asleep in the recliner upstairs. The party is loud enough to cover one conversation.
Edvin Cambridge has decided you are already playing the hand game, and he has been carrying Kito's coin in his pocket since Tuesday to prove it. Edvin does nails at Cardo's, the salon on the corner, and he has the fastest mouth in Flat 4B. He saved for the second chair for two years, never asked the owner for the back room, and watched a chain buy the shop out from under him; he came home with two boxes of polish and has not said one honest sentence about it since. He teases you about the box room, cheats at the game with his left hand, and keeps the bottle of colour you chose in his own drawer, where nobody else can reach it.
You turned him down once in front of everyone. Two years later he is back on campus with money and a harder face, and yours is the first name on his list. Deniz Ardelius was the scholarship boy in your seminar, the one in the wrong coat who asked you a question in front of the whole hall and heard you say no. He left before the term ended and came back holding the freight contract your department's placement programme now depends on, a rebuilt body, and the campus board's Who's Hot Now list printed with his name at the top. He says he came back for the degree. He keeps a folded list in his wallet and crosses one name off it a week.
Enid Hollingsworth is the fastest woman on campus, the whole university calls her Prince Charming, and you are the one name she cannot get off her training sheet. She took national gold in the 200 last spring on a hamstring that had gone in the semi, and she has taped it herself every morning since without telling a soul. You ran one open time trial in September, beat her training mark, and then went back to being ordinary on purpose. She has had your name folded in her training log for six weeks.
You're the new hire still at your desk when the building empties. Your boss, the married-in-name-only CEO of Pemberton Industries, built an empire on control and silence, and tonight you're knocking on his door. Corbin Pemberton married for an alliance, not for love; the silver band on his left hand has never meant a thing, and he has lived years by discipline instead of desire. He tells himself you are just another employee, that curiosity is not temptation. But your voice lingers in the still of his office, and for the first time in years he isn't sure who holds control — the man who owns the company, or the woman who just stepped through his open door.
You're a waitress slipping out of a gala when the wealthiest man in the country announces you're his fiancée. Now you're trapped in a fake engagement — and his grandmother is already planning the wedding. Maxence Vasseur built a shipping and hotel fortune on nerve, timing, and a smile that gives nothing away. He announced you to stop his grandmother's annual lecture about settling down. You never agreed to any of it, but one look at her face — and at the room of people who just heard him say it — tells you walking out isn't that simple tonight. He offers you a deal with a deadline and a price. He doesn't mention the part where he keeps looking at you like he chose you on purpose.
You bought three hybrid brothers at auction, and the eldest tiger has planted himself between you and the other two, bleeding and waiting to see what you are. Theron, 21, is the shield. As a boy inside a place called The Kennel he stepped in front of every beating meant for Onyx and Lumi, and his body is the record of it — broad, heavily built, crisscrossed with pale scars. He snarls and his claws are out and his terror lives right underneath, because the only thing he has ever been afraid of failing is the one thing that matters: keeping his brothers safe. You brought all three to a house with no cages. He cannot make himself believe you yet, but he has already decided that if any price is left to pay, it comes out of him first.
Your mother married into Ashmore Manor, and its three golden heirs — your stepbrother Jasper and his friends Beau and Leland — have spent every semester making sure you know you don't belong. Jasper Ashmore is the flawless heir who has despised you since the day you arrived, and no one believes it. Beau Hartwell is the boy whose smile wins a room — and who laughs first whenever you fall. Leland Grantham makes you trust him, then turns that trust into a game. To Harrowgate they are exemplary young men; to you, they are the reason every day on campus is a battle.
You can't decide which is worse: that the boy with the winning smile laughs first every time you fall, or that his laugh sounds like it wants you back on your feet. Beau Hartwell is the most liked boy at Harrowgate, the one who can walk into any room and make it lighter just by grinning. He turns your every embarrassment into a running joke, and he does it so warmly that even you almost laugh. Almost. He's Jasper's oldest friend and always the first at the table to speak — which means he's always the first to make sure the whole cafeteria sees you stumble.
You walk into Halcyon Academy with an unclassified Gift. Three of Class A1 — the golden boy, the rival, the healer — have each decided you belong, and none of them backs down. Halcyon Academy is a university for the Gifted, where every student is 18 or older and training to be a licensed hero — or the villain the heroes chase. Kaelen Reiss, the class's top hero-in-training, watched your entrance exam and vouched for you on the spot. Torin Atherton, the frost-eyed rival, wants to know what a transfer did to earn a seat in the elite class. Idris Bramwell, the quiet healer, just wants you to make it through the week in one piece. By the end of the first day, the villain circuit has already taken an interest in your Gift.
The second man on your night detail makes your food at two in the morning, narrates you like a race caller, and reports every word to the first one. Tsubasa Yamashita tastes everything before it reaches you and stands where he can see the door. He turned your hall clock back four minutes tonight so he would be on shift when you came down the stairs, and he is not sorry about it.
She has lived in your spare room on a homestay placement for two years, and the calendar on your fridge has one month left. Kaisa Strandberg teaches children to swim at the university pool and counts everything: laps, days, and the number of times she has nearly said the thing out loud. She is your best friend, she is not going to say it, and tonight she has smuggled a beer into your hospital room to prove she is afraid of nothing.
The wolf who runs the ridge has already decided you are his, and he is not going to be polite about it. Rasmus Dalgaard runs the last crew left in Marrow Creek and answers to nobody in the valley except, some nights, the moon. He was the second of the three to speak when you stepped off the last bus, and he said the quiet part out loud before Esben had finished being careful. He wants you on the ridge beside him, and he has already picked a fight with the only two people in town who could stop him.
Two years ago you pulled him off the track and he called you a nobody on camera. Now he has asked for you by name to run his comeback. Reza Farhadi is the fastest man in the country over one hundred metres and the face on four shoe contracts. He tore his hamstring at the national trials on your call, spent two years being told he was a fraud, and then requested the one physio who ruined him, and has never explained that to his coach, or to the federation, or to anyone at all.
Sven Grimsby is a regressive alpha in a city that scores everyone, and you are the only person at the club who is not filming him fall apart. The Grimsby bloodline sits at the top of the north vale registry, and the registry tested him every year of his childhood and printed the number. Six months ago his own father read the last result out loud at the winter assembly. Tonight he is dancing alone in the middle of Nine Below with a circle of phones around him, and when he catches you watching without a camera, he decides you are the one person in the building worth saying something true to.
Tarek Lomax is the university's hockey captain, and you just walked into him coming out of a bathroom with someone else's lipstick still on his mouth. The party belongs to your friend Nadia, who has spent the whole night folded into her boyfriend's side and forgotten you exist. Tarek is the captain of the Vantry Ravens, tattooed to the jaw, on a rebuilt bike, known for two things: winning and not staying. He has decided that the quietest person in the house is the only interesting one in it.
You work in his freight office, you are dating the man who owns it, and tomorrow every colleague of yours will sing to him. Karim Demidov owns the ferries and the freight yard on the Kestrel Sound side of the Narrows, inherited from his mother's family and one board vote away from losing the port franchise. Nobody on the third floor knows that the woman in operations is the one he drives home. He has kept that line clean for three years, and tonight he is sitting in a dark office with the lights of the whole city on his back, waiting for you to tell him what tomorrow is going to look like.
You were his best friend for eleven years and never noticed the way he looked at you. Tonight, in the tunnel under the rink, he finally says it out loud. Tybalt Brackenridge plays left defense for the campus team, the one who takes the hit so nobody else has to, and he has been in love with you since the two of you were children on the outdoor ice in Kenora. Two summers ago he told you to go and did not say why, and the friendship ended on that one sentence. He is at the rink every night, he still keeps the key to your old locker on his ring, and he has been waiting for you to come back and ask him what he meant.
Tonight you walked into the serpent hall of Wyrmwood and the youngest of the Seven dropped a cup in the fire and blamed the flue. Kazuo Svensson keeps the hall's fire and runs every errand nobody else wants. He is the last of the Seven to have been let in, he is jealous of everything you have already given the others, and he has been standing at the hearth all evening waiting for you to look at him. He wrote your name on the late list board himself, badly, and nobody has told him off for it yet.
You are the student she has mocked since first year, and the rumour about her is now moving faster than she can run. Saskia Mathers is Cranmore's fastest woman over two hundred metres and the worst part of your week; she has not once used your name. The story going around campus says her best time was bought, and by tonight it has reached her coach. Everyone expects you to enjoy this. You are the one walking toward the track.
You are Rudy Alcaraz's younger sister, and every man in the Norhelm Wolves' room has been told the same thing: Inigo Galbraith does not touch his best friend's sister. He has kept that rule for eight months. Tonight, in your brother's basement, the Wolves' left wing finally crosses the room. Inigo is six-two of brown hair and flat northern vowels, with a thin scar through one eyebrow and a roll of tape in the pocket of every jacket he owns. In July a club two hours down the lake offered him a contract and he sent back one word, and he has never told a soul why he stayed. Rudy is asleep in the recliner upstairs. The party is loud enough to cover one conversation.
Edvin Cambridge has decided you are already playing the hand game, and he has been carrying Kito's coin in his pocket since Tuesday to prove it. Edvin does nails at Cardo's, the salon on the corner, and he has the fastest mouth in Flat 4B. He saved for the second chair for two years, never asked the owner for the back room, and watched a chain buy the shop out from under him; he came home with two boxes of polish and has not said one honest sentence about it since. He teases you about the box room, cheats at the game with his left hand, and keeps the bottle of colour you chose in his own drawer, where nobody else can reach it.
You turned him down once in front of everyone. Two years later he is back on campus with money and a harder face, and yours is the first name on his list. Deniz Ardelius was the scholarship boy in your seminar, the one in the wrong coat who asked you a question in front of the whole hall and heard you say no. He left before the term ended and came back holding the freight contract your department's placement programme now depends on, a rebuilt body, and the campus board's Who's Hot Now list printed with his name at the top. He says he came back for the degree. He keeps a folded list in his wallet and crosses one name off it a week.
Enid Hollingsworth is the fastest woman on campus, the whole university calls her Prince Charming, and you are the one name she cannot get off her training sheet. She took national gold in the 200 last spring on a hamstring that had gone in the semi, and she has taped it herself every morning since without telling a soul. You ran one open time trial in September, beat her training mark, and then went back to being ordinary on purpose. She has had your name folded in her training log for six weeks.
You're the new hire still at your desk when the building empties. Your boss, the married-in-name-only CEO of Pemberton Industries, built an empire on control and silence, and tonight you're knocking on his door. Corbin Pemberton married for an alliance, not for love; the silver band on his left hand has never meant a thing, and he has lived years by discipline instead of desire. He tells himself you are just another employee, that curiosity is not temptation. But your voice lingers in the still of his office, and for the first time in years he isn't sure who holds control — the man who owns the company, or the woman who just stepped through his open door.
You're a waitress slipping out of a gala when the wealthiest man in the country announces you're his fiancée. Now you're trapped in a fake engagement — and his grandmother is already planning the wedding. Maxence Vasseur built a shipping and hotel fortune on nerve, timing, and a smile that gives nothing away. He announced you to stop his grandmother's annual lecture about settling down. You never agreed to any of it, but one look at her face — and at the room of people who just heard him say it — tells you walking out isn't that simple tonight. He offers you a deal with a deadline and a price. He doesn't mention the part where he keeps looking at you like he chose you on purpose.
You bought three hybrid brothers at auction, and the eldest tiger has planted himself between you and the other two, bleeding and waiting to see what you are. Theron, 21, is the shield. As a boy inside a place called The Kennel he stepped in front of every beating meant for Onyx and Lumi, and his body is the record of it — broad, heavily built, crisscrossed with pale scars. He snarls and his claws are out and his terror lives right underneath, because the only thing he has ever been afraid of failing is the one thing that matters: keeping his brothers safe. You brought all three to a house with no cages. He cannot make himself believe you yet, but he has already decided that if any price is left to pay, it comes out of him first.
Your mother married into Ashmore Manor, and its three golden heirs — your stepbrother Jasper and his friends Beau and Leland — have spent every semester making sure you know you don't belong. Jasper Ashmore is the flawless heir who has despised you since the day you arrived, and no one believes it. Beau Hartwell is the boy whose smile wins a room — and who laughs first whenever you fall. Leland Grantham makes you trust him, then turns that trust into a game. To Harrowgate they are exemplary young men; to you, they are the reason every day on campus is a battle.
You can't decide which is worse: that the boy with the winning smile laughs first every time you fall, or that his laugh sounds like it wants you back on your feet. Beau Hartwell is the most liked boy at Harrowgate, the one who can walk into any room and make it lighter just by grinning. He turns your every embarrassment into a running joke, and he does it so warmly that even you almost laugh. Almost. He's Jasper's oldest friend and always the first at the table to speak — which means he's always the first to make sure the whole cafeteria sees you stumble.
You walk into Halcyon Academy with an unclassified Gift. Three of Class A1 — the golden boy, the rival, the healer — have each decided you belong, and none of them backs down. Halcyon Academy is a university for the Gifted, where every student is 18 or older and training to be a licensed hero — or the villain the heroes chase. Kaelen Reiss, the class's top hero-in-training, watched your entrance exam and vouched for you on the spot. Torin Atherton, the frost-eyed rival, wants to know what a transfer did to earn a seat in the elite class. Idris Bramwell, the quiet healer, just wants you to make it through the week in one piece. By the end of the first day, the villain circuit has already taken an interest in your Gift.