To save her family and her crown, Jet leaves the life she's known to uncover the plot to destroy everything she holds dear.
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Sixteen-year-old Jet can talk to animals with her mind, but she gets tongue-tied with someone her own age. She can use her ancient powers to hydroshift, but she's still figuring out how to be smooth out of the water.
Sheltered behind the palace walls, Jet trains to become queen of a secret island. All that changes when she's forced to accept a mission she isn't prepared for—fitting in at high school. Her powers, never before tested, are pushed to their limits.
She learns that handling high school life is just as complicated and dangerous as the mystery that brought her there. Her journey leads her to friendship, romance, and her first taste of freedom. But betrayal threatens to take all that away.
Jet faces an enemy that could cost her everything she loves. She must succeed…or die trying.
“Get me out of here,” she whispered. Jet crept slowly along the ancient stone passage and waited for instructions. Inky blackness closed in as her heart hammered in her chest.
“Come on,” she whispered again, impatience rising. She had no choice but to wait; if she took a wrong turn, she’d be discovered and her plans ruined. Finally, a voice reached her.
“Take the next left and you’re free all the way to Sofana Park.”
There was no audible sound with his words, only what Jet could hear in her own mind. She followed the dark tunnel until she reached a wall with iron rungs forming a ladder. Jet climbed to the top and pushed away the large stone blocking her exit. Blinking against the harsh sunlight, she emerged from the tunnel, then returned the stone and hurried along the path leading away from her prison.
Coquina shells crunched under her sandals, and the wind whipped her long, dark hair around her head. The promise of the sea hinted the air, and Jet walked faster, her heart skipping with excitement. At last, her coconspirator’s sleek, black body emerged from the forest, and Jet smiled.
“Peppercorn, now isn’t the time to hunt. You have to help me get back so I’m not late.” She spoke aloud.
Her pet sable stared at her with his brown eyes and snorted. Peppercorn’s entire body was covered in luxurious, black fur, save for a tuft of white on his head. He was beautiful, Jet thought. And he knew it.