Hemlock Academy

I was so close to getting everything I wanted - an internship with my uncle, an officer with the special-ops team. If it weren't for a stupid boy that had to go and make me angry, causing me to turn a certain part of his anatomy purple and sparkly, I wouldn't have accidentally revealed to my family what I really was. What I had been hiding.

I thought having six mate marks was more than I could handle. And then Cyrus and Dar came along and told me that I was theirs, too. Male conduits, looking for their mate for over a hundred years. No pressure, right? I thought that being someone else's fated meant everything would be easy, that our connection would be instant. But that theory doesn't take into account the life they've led before finding me. Am I really enough? Then there's the mystery guy I've been chatting to online—I don't know who he is, but he seems perfect for me. 

The goddess has jokes. It seems I'm at the end of her latest one. I've been notified that I have three mates I must find, and if I can't complete my circuit, it's not too big of a deal. It's just that, well, the Night might eat my soul. So, the fact that one of my mates doesn't want me, and that I don't know who the last one is, isn't too worrisome. Do I really need my soul?

Feeling Balfour and Foster ripped from our bond was horrifying, and now, they don't even know who I am. To get them back, the goddess has given us four tasks to complete before she can re-brand them.