WRATH OF WIND
THE ACADEMY OF ELEMENTS 2
KAT ADAMS
CONTENTS
Prologue
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Rage of Storms
More Adams Family
About the Author
PROLOGUE
CLAY WILLIAMS - AIR
I’d never admit defeat. Could she beat me with both hands tied behind her back? Yes. Would she take full advantage of her powers to take me down? Absolutely. Would I go down without a fight?
Hell to the no. But man, what a way to go.
Growing up an only child, only to have my parents decide it’d be a great idea to have a set of twins fifteen years later… I never had to share as a kid, so sharing something so fundamentally vital to our survival as an adult was a new concept for me.
As I walked the length of the sparring room in one of the warded gyms the Council set up around the island, I studied my opponent in arousing wonder. Her rounded hips. Her shapely legs. The way she chewed on her bottom lip whenever she contemplated one of life’s great mysteries. I preferred her gorgeous auburn hair down, but damn if having it piled in a mess on top of her pretty head didn’t look incredible on her.
Katy Reed was many things: A quint, having the ability to control five elements. The prophecy, having fulfilled her destiny of saving our world. And, currently, the object of my obsession, having kept me watching her, wanting her, for going on seven months. I had a thing for gingers with striking hazel eyes, pale skin, and the propensity to flip off the norm by accepting not one, not two, not even three, but four boyfriends into her life.
It made sense for her to bond with Rob first. The fire elemental ran hot, untamed, and threw a tantrum until he got what he wanted. Since I had the power to call the same element—although not my primary—I could relate to the tantrums until I got what I wanted.
At the moment, what I wanted stood right in front of me, gnawing on her full bottom lip as she waited for me to make a move. I’d wanted her since first laying eyes on her during her extraction from her Nelem world. We all wanted her, every last member of the quad squad. And, miraculously, she wanted us too.
Now it was my turn to step into the ring.
Speaking of the quad squad… I glanced around the room at my friends—brothers, really—each of us bonding over something so unique, so perfect for us, it transformed our college years at the Academy of Elements. Clearwater had changed us all, and for the better. Rob, Bryan, Leo, and I had grown close, stronger in our connection with one woman, one incredible woman, which had been put to the test over and over as we forged a bond to protect our girl from the darkness pursuing her. We were more than friends at this point in our lives.
We were family.
And sometimes, it takes entire families coming together to overcome all odds.
This time, even that might not be enough.
If I died protecting the ones I loved, it’d totally be worth it.
I’d still come back and haunt them.
That’s just the kind of friend I am.
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I had four boyfriends. Four incredibly hot guys hot for me. Four elementals, each with a different primary element they controlled, that bonded us together. Four. Go me.
Clay Williams, with his brown hair buzzed short on the sides and wild on the top and assaulting green eyes, the Bieber flip that didn’t work for anyone but the namesake and my bearded air elemental, rarely took anything seriously. He was playful, flighty, just like his primary element, and went out of his way to break the rules. His relaxed lips were always on the verge of a grin, his gaze always dancing in brilliant mischief, as he found new and improved ways to pull pranks on the group.
He paced back and forth, working his fit shoulders and keeping me distracted as I stared at his golden torso glistening with sweat. His shorts hung low on his narrow hips, and since he lost his shirt, his tight abs were on display, which only distracted me more. As he blasted me with air inside the workout room, knocking me back with a wide grin on his chiseled face, I laughed and blasted him right back, sending him flying. He landed on his very fine ass and rolled across the mat, groaning as he came up.
“Ouch.” He pressed his fist to the small of his back. “The wrath of the prophecy is painful.”
“There’s no wrath,” I countered and blasted him again, sending him ass over teakettle. He grunted as he hit the mat and stayed there, staring at the ceiling. I stood above him and glanced down, offering my hand.
He took it and was slow to get to his feet, pressing his fist to his back again. “Tell that to my spleen.”
“That’s your kidney, Einstein. You’re the most ignorant genius I know.” Bryan Gunderson stepped in and pushed Clay aside with a wall of air. An earth elemental and the opposite of Clay in just about every way possible, from his broad shoulders and barrel chest, to his tightly groomed light brown hair that accented his mesmerizing hazel eyes and smooth face. The two rarely saw eye to eye and butted heads more often than not. He was taller than Clay by only a few inches, but seemed so much bigger thanks to his enormous…personality.
Bryan faced me and zeroed in his focus, his arms at his sides. The tight shirt didn’t do him justice, and it disappointed me that he kept his muscled midriff covered. “Be ready to draw,” he said it a terrible drawl. “On the count of three.”
I mirrored his stance and blew my hair off my face. Although I
