This is what Alicia’s life as a Guide looks like:
In the morning, a black panther Sentinel carries her back to the den in its mouth and feeds her.
At noon, she has to deal with the silver wolf instructor’s “tactical guidance.”
At night, she has to sing lullabies to the two-headed lizard belonging to a half-beast Sentinel.
“It’s my turn for guidance today!” The professor in the infirmary yanks open her lab coat.
When Alicia finally discovers she is the last heir to an ancient Guide bloodline, all the Sentinels turn dark with possessiveness: “This time, we’ll protect you.”
