Lower World

They wanted a monster. What they got was me: angry, armed, and uncooperative.

Being an Atua means I’m not quite vampire, not quite human, and a massive pain in the Syndicate’s collective ass. I used to follow their orders—until they made things personal. Now I’ve got questions they don’t want answered and a hit list growing by the hour.

I’m not alone in this mess. Dominic, a panther shifter with a grudge and a growl for every occasion, watches me like I might explode. And Alice? She calls herself a witch, barrels into danger like it’s a hobby, and somehow keeps surviving things that should’ve killed her twice.

The three of us? Not exactly a dream team. But the Council wants us erased, and I’m not the type to go quietly.

They think I’m still their weapon. They think they can use the people I care about to keep me in line.

They’re about to find out just how wrong they are.