Werewolf Academy Year Three - Jayme Morse Page 0,15
house when I nearly collided with a tall girl. Her jet-black hair was shorter now; it fell just below her elbows, but there would have been no mistaking her from even a mile away.
Jessica Davis, Milos Santorini’s daughter.
“Aw, hell no,” I muttered under my breath.
“Hello to you, too,” she replied with a laugh.
I just stared her down. Jessica was the Alpha of the She-Wolves. She had gone to great lengths in the past to try to get me to join her pack. She wasn’t my favorite werewolf, to say the least.
“How was your summer, Raven?”
I rolled my eyes at her. “Like you suddenly care how my summer was? Please.”
Normally, I didn’t feel this comfortable about talking to her, but knowing that my mates were at my side had given me the boost of confidence that I really needed to deal with her.
“Actually, I do care.” There was a genuine look in her dark eyes.
“I’m sure you’ve probably heard how I spent my summer.” I folded my arms across my chest and narrowed my eyes at her.
I knew that Jessica wasn’t all that close with Milos, but her question was too specific. There was no way she was just curious about how my summer had gone. She had to have known that I’d spent the majority of it locked in her psychotic father’s dungeon.
“I have no idea how you spent your summer, or else I wouldn’t have asked. I guess it wasn’t so good?”
I rolled my eyes at her.
“Would you just relax, Raven?” Jessica asked with an eye roll. “No matter what you might think, I’m not going to hurt you. The reason I’m here is because I want to help you.”
I stared back at her face. I wasn’t sure what it was, but something about her just seemed so genuine. Even though every part of me wanted to not trust her, for some reason I believed she was telling the truth.
“Help me with what?” I finally asked, my voice slicing through the silence that hung in the air between us.
“I want to help you kill my dad.”
Chapter 6
Ten minutes later, Jessica Davis was sitting in the Darken living room. All of my mates had made themselves visible for this discussion.
“I know what happened. I know that my dad is one of the Triangle. That was one of his biggest goals in life. My mom heard all about it during their relationship. He always planned to use the power he would gain through the Triangle for evil. He wants to become the most dangerous dark magic practicing werewolf in the world. I guess now, he technically is the most powerful dark magic practicing werewolf. We need to stop him,” Jessica explained, gripping her coffee mug so hard that her knuckles were turning a ghostly shade of white. “My dad wants to get rid of the vampires, the witches, and the fairies. His plan is for the werewolves to be the only paranormal race that’s left on this planet. He also wants to get rid of ‘good’ werewolves and save only those who practice dark magic.”
“Your dad is the very definition of a Big Bad Wolf,” Aiden made a lame attempt at a joke.
I glared at him. Now was not the time for humor. Then I turned back to Jessica. “You told me in the past that you would lead me to Milos, but you didn’t want to be the one to kill him because you didn’t want to hurt your mom,” I reminded her. “Now you’re telling me you want to help me kill him.”
“I would kill my father in a heartbeat if I could,” Jessica replied. “My mom does still love him, and I don’t want to hurt her. But I’m afraid that my dad is going to end up killing her in the end, anyway. My mom doesn’t practice dark magic. That’s why their marriage didn’t last. They’re so different from one another.” She paused. “I mean, I would kill him in a heartbeat if I could, but we all know that I can’t do that. It has to be you.”
I nodded my understanding. Like the prophecy said, I was the only one who could actually kill the members of the Triangle. I was the only one who could end the destruction that all of them would cause.
“Why do you suddenly want to help us now? What changed things?” I asked.
“The Triangle,” she explained. “Someone has to help you stop my dad, and honestly? As far as I’m concerned,