Fang and Claw Nocturne Academy, Book 2 Evangeline Anderson www.evangelineanderson.com Fang and Claw, 1st Edition, Book Two of The Nocturne Academy Series Copyright © 2020 by Evangeline Anderson All rights reserved. Cover Art Design © 2020 by Reese Dante This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writers’ imagination or have been used factiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locale or organizations is entirely coincidental. All rights are reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to a retailer of your choice or evangelineanderson.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author's work. Cover content is for illustrative purposes only. Any person depicted on the cover is a model. Contents Fang and Claw Nocturne Academy Map 1. Kaitlyn 2. Ari 3. Kaitlyn 4. Ari 5. Kaitlyn 6. Ari 7. Kaitlyn 8. Kaitlyn 9. Kaitlyn 10. Kaitlyn 11. Kaitlyn 12. Kaitlyn 13. Kaitlyn 14. Kaitlyn 15. Ari 16. Kaitlyn 17. Kaitlyn 18. Ari 19. Kaitlyn 20. Kaitlyn 21. Ari 22. Kaitlyn 23. Kaitlyn 24. Ari 25. Kaitlyn 26. Kaitlyn 27. Ari 28. Kaitlyn 29. Kaitlyn 30. Kaitlyn 31. Kaitlyn 32. Kaitlyn 33. Kaitlyn 34. Kaitlyn 35. Ari 36. Kaitlyn 37. Ari 38. Ari 39. Kaitlyn 40. Kaitlyn 41. Kaitlyn 42. Ari 43. Kaitlyn 44. Kaitlyn 45. Kaitlyn 46. Kaitlyn 47. Kaitlyn 48. Kaitlyn 49. Kaitlyn 50. Kaitlyn 51. Ari 52. Kaitlyn 53. Kaitlyn 54. Kaitlyn 55. Ari 56. Kaitlyn 57. Kaitlyn 58. Kaitlyn 59. Ari 60. Kaitlyn 61. Ari 62. Kaitlyn 63. Kaitlyn 64. Kaitlyn 65. Kaitlyn 66. Ari 67. Kaitlyn 68. Ari 69. Kaitlyn 70. Kaitlyn 71. Kaitlyn 72. Kaitlyn 73. Kaitlyn 74. Kaitlyn 75. Kaitlyn 76. Ari 77. Kaitlyn 78. Kaitlyn 79. Ari 80. Kaitlyn 81. Kaitlyn 82. Ari 83. Kaitlyn 84. Kaitlyn 85. Kaitlyn 86. Kaitlyn 87. Kaitlyn 88. Ari 89. Kaitlyn 90. Kaitlyn 91. Kaitlyn 92. Ari 93. Kaitlyn 94. Kaitlyn 95. Ari 96. Kaitlyn 97. Kaitlyn 98. Kaitlyn 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? Nocturne Academy Map 1 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… * * * 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
