Death Before Daylight by Shannon A. Thompson

Author:Shannon A. Thompson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: dark light fate destiny archetypes, destined choice unique creatures new paranormal young love, fantasy romance paranormal, high school teen romance shifters young adult, identity chance perspective dual perspective series, love drama love story romance novel, new adult trilogy creatures death mystery forever shades
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing, Inc.

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The training room was colder when I was a human, but I didn’t want to strain myself by transforming before sunset. Although it was possible to transform in the shelter, the powers were weaker. It was one of the reasons Luthicer was generally the only elder on staff most of the time, but I felt another one as he entered the room.

“What do you want?” I asked, keeping my back to him.

“For one,” Urte responded, “I’d like you to look at me.”

I turned around. Unlike me, Urte was transformed. His black hair hung against his neck, as wild as his eyes, but the rest of him was tamed into forced stillness.

I raised my arms only to drop them at my sides. “Better?”

Urte leaned against the wall as his eyes skimmed my face. “Did you get in another fight?”

I didn’t have to touch my face to remember the mark that was there. Robb had split my lip open. I could taste the raw skin that was healing. I wanted it that way. It was just another reason not to transform. Everyone could see it now.

“Who was it this time?” Urte asked.

It was impossible to speak Darthon’s name, so I didn’t even try.

Urte stepped toward the control panel. “If you’re going to train as a human, be careful.”

He thought my injury was from the disks. The setting was one I generally used as a shade when I could shoot them down with my powers. I was enjoying the challenge as a human today. But I didn’t want Urte to think my injury was from the clay. When I opened my mouth to correct his assumption, he spoke, “It doesn’t take a wise man to know you’re fighting more than disks.”

As he said it, a disk shot out of the wall and missed my face by inches. My bangs shifted from the wind before the disk broke against the far wall, shattering into pieces.

Urte cursed and slammed his hand against the panel. The room buzzed as it flipped off. “Eric—”

“I’m fine,” I said, stopping him and grabbing my water. I took a drink and wiped my mouth before I spoke again. “Go ahead. Talk about what you really came here for.”

“Darthon.” Urte didn’t hesitate.

“What about him?” I didn’t either.

“He tortured you in there.”

I dropped my water so I could stretch my arm over my head. “I’ve had practice with torture.”

My trainer didn’t flinch at the reminder. “That’s precisely why I know it isn’t the reason you broke up with Jess.” His words lingered. “I also know that isn’t why you punched my son.”

Jonathon. I remembered Darthon’s threat, even though I didn’t want to. “Watch over Pierce,” my voice was quiet, but Urte paled, and I knew he heard me.

“What does that mean, Shoman?”

I hated to hear my Dark name when I was a human.

When I didn’t respond, Urte marched across the room and grabbed both of my shoulders. He was shorter than I was, but—somehow—his stare pushed down on me. “Eric, you have to fight through this,” he said.

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