Silver Elite

by Dani Francis

We didn’t ask to be this way. Some thoughtless war a hundred and fifty years ago released the toxin that made us like this. We didn’t have a choice in the matter.

“And there’s gold sparkles floating in the air. It’s pretty.”

“What is down the hallway?” I interjected. Another long pause.

when my mother begged him to smuggle me out of the Point.

safe. I was already displaying powers at the age of five, gifts that for most people don’t manifest until twelve.

Her son turned her in to the Command. The boy she’d spoken so proudly of had betrayed his own mother and reported her for concealment.

“I didn’t realize you were so interested in what gets me off.” I recoil. “I’m not.” His gaze locks with mine. “Are you sure?” “Fucking positive.” “That’s a shame. I’d be happy to satisfy your curiosity.”

“That’s Cross Redden, Wren. The General’s son.”

“Keep telling yourself that, Wolfie.”

I think its cross

My jaw drops. “You sent him away?” “Yes.” “Why?” “Because he touched you this morning.”

He’s making sounds that heat my blood and make me tremble. Low, husky moans in my ear. A hiss of breath. A strangled grunt when I scratch my fingernails down his muscular back.

By Wolf.

I fucking knew it

In a heartbeat, I’m flat on my back with a knife at my throat. Cross’s eyes are wild. Blazing. Every muscle in his body coiled tight as he peers down at me and snarls, “Who are you?”