Chapter 213: Leaving a Gap

Of all the spaces in the Omega, the mess hall was by far the most dangerous.

The three Ironteeth Mob group s had been divided into rotating shifts that kept them mostly separated—training with the Squadron s, training in the weapons room, and training in mortal warfare. It was smart to separate them, Aries supposed, since tensions were high, and would continue to run high until the Squadron s were selected. Everyone wanted a bull. Though Aries fully expected to get one, perhaps even Titus, it didn’t keep her from wanting to punch out the teeth of anyone who even whispered about coveting a bull of her own.

There were only a few overlapping minutes between their three-hour rotations, and the coven leaders did their best to keep them from running into each other. At least Aries did. Her temper was on a tight leash these days, and one more sneer from the Scottish heir was likely to end in bloodshed. The same could be said of her Thirteen, two of whom—the green-eyed twins Faline and Fa