Fang and Claw
Nocturne Academy, Book 2
Evangeline Anderson
www.evangelineanderson.com
Fang and Claw, 1st Edition,
Book Two of
The Nocturne Academy Series
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Contents
Fang and Claw
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1. Kaitlyn
2. Ari
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Kaitlyn
The End? Of course not!
Stone & Secret
1. Emma
Also by Evangeline Anderson
About the Author
Fang and Claw
Nocturne Academy, Book 2
My name is Kaitlyn Fellows and I'll never be the same.
The Fire stole everythign from me.
My home...my family...even my beauty...
The right side of my face is normal—even pretty. But the left side, I hide in shame. That's where The Fire marked me...scarred me forever.
At Nocturne Academy I'm nothing—just a little Norm girl with no supernatural powers and a disfigured face.
Which is why it's so strange that a big, Handsome Drake like Ari Reyes should take an interest in me.
But it isn't only Ari who's interested in me.
For under his high cheekbones and clear amber eyes, he hides another, much more frightening visage—A Drake, the fire-breathing monster that lives within him.
A monster who has decided I should be his alone.
Can I survive Ari's love for me? And more importantly, can I survive the love of his Drake?
Because once a girl has been claimed by a Drake, the only way out is through The Fire.
What am I going to do?
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Kaitlyn
The flames come for me—vivid orange and yellow. I can feel the heat baking off them and their bright fingers reach for me hungrily—wrapping around me, enfolding me in the terrible searing pain I can never escape…never forget.
Outside the door, I hear my mother and father screaming.
The door bursts open at last and they are there, but the flames already have me—I can feel them licking up the back of my nightgown like hungry tongues, setting my hair afire with light. They are ravenous—insatiable. They intended to eat me alive—I know that just as I know there is no escape from them.
“Katy!” my mother screams as she runs to me, heedless of the wall of fire between us. “Katy—my baby!”
She dives through the flames, not caring that they catch her too, wrapping around her like the wings of a great and terrible bird enfolding her. She pulls me close and begins to beat at the fire that is trying to eat me, all while my father is shouting for us to hurry, yelling that we have to run…have to get out…
Get out, I think. We have to get out!
We will never get out.
And then I smell the awful scent of burning flesh and know it is my own…
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I woke up with tears in my eyes and my throat closed tight with panic, as I always did when I dreamed of The Fire.
I thought of it that way—capitalized in my head. Why not? It was certainly important enough—it had taken everything from me. It was probably what my English teacher would call “the seminal event” of my entire life and though it had happened over two years ago, when I was barely fourteen, the dream made it seem as fresh as ever. I could still hear my parents screams, echoing above the roaring flames…
A sob caught in my throat and then another as a vast sense of loss filled me. They were gone—they had left me all alone and they were never coming back. My wonderful, wise mother and my handsome, smartass father, who was always cracking dad jokes to make us groan. I would never see them again—not on this side of eternity, anyway.
I know lots of teenagers don’t get along with their parents—and my relationship with mine hadn’t been perfect. But we had laughed together and loved each other and really, almost never disagreed.
I wondered if it would hurt less if we had fought more.
The vast ocean of grief—its waters as deep and black and cold as space—threatened to overwhelm me. I felt like I would drown in it sometimes.
Sometimes I even wanted to.
The loss of my parents filled me for a moment and my heart ached almost as much as my scars, which covered my arms and the entire left side of my body. Sometimes I tried to remember
