POV: Ian Greco

The transfer to maximum security supernatural detention happened at midnight.

No fanfare, no press, just guards escorting me from temporary holding to the facility that would be my home for the next twenty years. My parents hadn't visited. My father's political allies had abandoned his sinking ship. Even the lawyers who'd initially offered to defend me had withdrawn when public opinion turned decisively against my family.

I was alone. Truly alone for the first time in my ...