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he preferred monsters to men. Monsters were base, disgusting things, but they had little interest and less talent when it came to gaining favor or telling lies. They were hungry, but that hunger had nothing to do with ambition. “I never have to wonder what they want,” he’d said. “I already know.” Kate had always hated monsters, but as half the school steered clear and the other half tried to make advances, she began to see the appeal. It was exhausting, and she was relieved when the last bell finally rang. “Look,” she said to Marcus when she reached the black sedan. “Not expelled.” “It’s a miracle,” deadpanned the driver, holding open her door. Shielded by the tinted windows, she finally let the cold smile slide from her face as the car pulled away from Colton and headed home. Home, that was a word that took some getting used to. The Harkers lived on the top floor of what was once the Allsway Building and was now known ostentatiously as Harker Hall, since her father owned it from sidewalk to spire. Marcus stayed with the car, while two men in dark suits held open the glass doors and ushered Kate inside. Classical music wafted through the air like
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