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I had expected him to say no, afraid it was somehow an insult. Not my boyfriend, not my friend, but my family. But who else could I have asked? Who else would I have asked? Aspen had shifted to fill a desperate place in my life. With Aspen’s leg so injured, we have to hobble our way slowly to the front. It’s not the most graceful parade down the aisle. I look to him, and the encouragement in his expression helps. Weren’t in the mood for a fight today, I guess.I smile, trying to stay calm, graciously nodding at our guests, thanking them for their presence here today. The rebels ran as soon as the shots were fired. “It’s a guard.” We stood on the steps, breathing heavily. Kriss and I turned together, watching as the uniform became clear. We continued on, the sound of our escape covering the shouts until one man’s voice rang out right on top of us. I wanted to be irritated that she said it, but I knew we were all thinking the same thing.Īs we descended into the darkness, I tried to reconcile myself to the hours that would be wasted, hiding like mice. “Damn it, Elise, pick up the pace!” Celeste yelled. We started down the stairs, Elise and Silvia heading the charge. “Here it is!” Silvia called, pushing a mysterious panel in a wall. Even now, as I hoped Maxon would choose me, a world without Aspen felt unimaginable.

I couldn’t see a life for me that didn’t include Aspen. Maybe his patience with me was falling short, his ability to see only the best in me running dry. And then I’d ended up staying and had given him no explanation as to why. I had been about to leave the palace and had asked him to give me some space to get over the Selection. Our last conversation wasn’t exactly a happy one. While I could easily be at peace with the things we didn’t need to say, I had no such luck with the things we’d said out loud. And saying nothing, he’d answer I know, just take care of yourself. In a split second, without a word, I could tell him Be careful and stay safe. There was a problem, and he was on his way to fix it. Aspen didn’t look afraid or even startled. The guards passing us were completely indistinguishable from one another until a set of green eyes locked with mine. I found myself admiring them, wondering at the courage it took to run toward danger for the sake of other people.

We followed her through a maze of hallways, looking for a path to the basement, watching as guard after guard ran in the opposite direction. “How do we get downstairs from here?” Elise asked. I’m already over this.” “Less talking, more moving!” Silvia yelled. “If it’s me, I’ll wear sneakers every day. “One of us is going to have to get used to it,” Celeste said, her breath labored. “I hate running in these shoes,” Kriss muttered, a heap of dress draped over her arm, eyes focused on the end of the hall. There was no more patience left for these attacks. Whether they came with guns or stones, anyone showing the smallest level of aggression within sight of the palace would die.

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Within seconds, the guards had lined up at the windows and were firing, and the bursts of sound echoed in my ears as we fled. Kriss grabbed my arm, pulling me, and I broke into a run alongside her as we made our way to the exit. Celeste let out a high-pitched scream and bolted toward the back of the room, barely escaping a shower of glass. Elise immediately hit the ground and started crawling for the side door, whimpering as she went. TABLE OF CONTENTS Dedication 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 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Epilogue Acknowledgments About the Author Back Ads Books by Kiera CassĬHAPTER 1 THIS TIME WE WERE IN the Great Room enduring another etiquette lesson when bricks came flying through the window. DEDICATION For Callaway, the boy who climbed into the tree house in my heart and let me be the crown on his.