The Reckoning (Zodiac Academy, #3)

by Caroline Peckham

“Congratulations Darius, you actually managed to do something useful for once,” Lionel Acrux’s voice smashed through our bubble of peace like a bucket of cold water.

What the fuck

“Are you alright?” Darius asked me, clasping my hand, the robe intended for me gripped in his fist. I reached out and took it from him, looking away as I shrugged it on. “What difference would that make to you?” I asked coldly. I couldn’t believe I’d actually let myself fall for his shit again. Every time I got an inch closer to him it blew up in my face.

No fucking way shes blaming him for this

Voices began to echo to me in the void. A girl, calling out for us to join her. A flicker of brown hair, ebony eyes, blood.

If thats clara imma cry

Darius Acrux was sorry? He didn’t know the meaning of the word. But after what he’d done, risking our lives by tangling us up in his family’s psychotic ritual, I planned on making him learn the definition. He was sorry? Not yet he wasn’t.

How can she blame him for that? Like actually. Tory, i love you but youre gonna piss me off with that shit. You dont see darcy blaming lance for it, do you?