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here.”
    “What?” I sputtered. “You can’t stay. It’s against the rules.”
    Seth laughed deeply. “Since when do you care about rules?”
    “I’m a changed person.”
    “When did you change? Just right now? ‘Cuz I heard about your smackdown in the cafeteria yesterday.” A mischievous grin played across his lips. “By the way, that was made of awesome.”
    “Really? No one else thinks it was awesome. They said I was being… irrational.” I pushed away from the wall and dropped on the bed. “Do you think I’m irrational?”
    Seth sat down beside me, his left leg pressing against mine. “Is that a trick question?”
    I scooted to the top of the bed. “So I’m irrational?”
    He twisted at the waist and stretched out on his side. “You’re a bit crazy. You throw apples in people’s faces when you’re angry. You go off half-cocked half the time. It entertains me to no end. So if you are irrational, I hope you stay that way. I love it.”
    I frowned. “All of that sounds really good. Thanks.”
    “Rational is mundane and uninteresting. Why would you want to be that?” He reached out, tugging lightly on the hem of my PJ bottoms. “You don’t even have it in you.”
    “Have what in me?” I pushed his hand away. Of course Seth would be drawn to the unstable part of my personality. He was a bit crazy himself. I wasn’t sure if it was all the aether in him that made him that way, or if he was just plain old crazy.
    “You’re too wild to be balanced and normal. Or logical,” he added as an afterthought.
    “I’m completely logical—totally. You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    He sent me a knowing look before rolling onto his back. “I think I’ll stay here tonight.”
    “What?” I shot to my knees. “Absolutely not, Seth. You aren’t staying here.”
    He chuckled, resting his hands on his flat stomach. “I haven’t been sleeping well. Have you?”
    “I’ve been sleeping great.” I pushed at his shoulders, but he didn’t budge. “Seth, you’re not staying here, so don’t change the subject.”
    He rolled slightly, catching my hands with his. “Look, we didn’t have training tonight. I’m owed an hour of your time.”
    I tried to pull my arms free. “That’s ridiculous.”
    Seth sat up in one clean motion. “And it starts now.”
    “What?” My fingers curled helplessly. “It’s late. I have class tomorrow.”
    He grinned, letting go of my arms. “You’d still be up even if I wasn’t here.”
    Scooting back once more, I kicked him in the thigh. “You’re a pain in my—”
    “I think we’ll work on how to control your anger.”
    I moved to kick him again, but he caught my calf. “Let go.”
    Seth leaned over, voice low. “Don’t kick me again.”
    Our eyes locked. “Let. Go.”
    Slowly, he released his grip and sat back. “I want all of your attention for a moment.” He paused, brows lowering. “That is, if you’re capable.”
    “Whatever.”
    “What do you think about the daimon attack?”
    I glanced at him. Everything about him had changed in an instant. “Honestly? I think it’s just the beginning. I mean, for all we know, this could have been going on long before.”
    Seth swiveled around and sat beside me. Once situated, he nodded approvingly. “There’s something you don’t know, but I don’t think it would hurt if you did.”
    I shot forward. “What?”
    “The Council has been tracking incidents that look like daimon half attacks. They’ve been picking up over the last three weeks, discovering two to three attacks a week. And it’s happening all over.”
    “But… they haven’t said anything.” Mainly, Aiden hadn’t said anything, and I’d thought he told me everything. “How do you know about this?”
    “I have my ways. The Ministers don’t want the pures or halfs knowing right now. They’re afraid it would cause a panic.”
    “So that’s why you were with Lucian? He’s feeding you this information?”
    Seth just