My whole world changed when I stepped inside the academy. Nothing is right about this place or the other students in it. Here I am, a mere mortal among godsor monsters. I still cant decide which of these warring factions I belong to, if I belong at all. I only know the one thing that unites them is their hatred of me.

Then theres Jaxon Vega. A vampire with deadly secrets who hasnt felt anything for a hundred years. But theres something about him that calls to me, something broken in him that somehow fits with whats broken in me.
Which could spell death for us all.

Because Jaxon walled himself off for a reason. And now someone wants to wake a sleeping monster, and Im wondering if I was brought here intentionallyas the bait.