POV: Lady Macbeth

Power had a taste.

I'd learned that thirty years ago, when I'd taken my first life and felt the rush of stolen energy flooding through my veins. Copper and lightning. Fear and surrender. The sweetest addiction I'd ever known.

Now I stood in the library of Moonrise Academy, watching four terrified young wolves try to decide whether to fight or flee, and I tasted the possibility of something greater.

Ultimate power. Complete control. The supernatural world reshaped according ...