PROLOGUE He watched through the tinted windshield as she started up her silver Honda. “She saw me in my true form,” he said the second...

Chapter One The dream always started with running and a countdown. Heart pounding, legs churning, I raced to escape. Only twenty strides...

I could smell her fear before she entered the banquet hall. After witnessing her practically dangling from the rooftop not an hour...

Sneak peek of Adaptive, book two in The Elite Trials