The Culling Trials 3 by K.F. Breene ,Shannon Mayer (Shadowspell Academy #3)
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 339 Kb
The Culling : You Don’t Choose The Academy. The Academy Chooses You.
The last of the Culling Trials is here. I foolishly thought I’d survived the worst.
My team is falling to pieces around me and my heart is shattered for the losses I’ve endured. But I can’t stop when I’m so close to the end. There are too many people depending on me.
I foolishly thought there wasn’t much more I could lose…until the nature of my bloodline comes to light.
I’m not what I thought I was. Not what anyone thought I was.
But to tell people the truth would be to kill us all.
To fail the trials will mean death, but to succeed might damn me for life.
“She had it right on top,” I said. “A piece of paper on top of a pale green folder. The paper was a list of the missing kids. There had to be more information than that on it too.” At least, that was what I was banking on.
Ethan held his wand up, the tip glowing with light. “Well, unless she’s a complete fool, it won’t still be there.”
I did my best not to put my fingers on anything, using the edge of my sleeve to open the drawers and peek inside. Most were strangely empty, as if the desk were just a prop on a stage.
Wally had dived into the books on the shelves, trailing her fingers across the spines. Pete and Orin stood at the door, ears pressed to the wood.
On top of the desk was a single file folder, this one dark red, not the pale green I remembered. I leaned in, grabbing Ethan’s hand so as to direct the light from the wand. I read the words on that folder, and then read them again, thinking I’d made a mistake. “That’s my name,” I said at last. “My real name.”
Maribel “Wild” Johnson.
My heart pounded out a wicked drumbeat as I put a single finger to the edge of the folder and flipped it open. Stamped in red across my file was a single word.