Two Twisted Crowns (The Shepherd King, #2)

by Rachel Gillig

“You asked for the truth. Truth bends, Ravyn Yew. We must all bend along with it. If we do not, well…” His yellow eyes flared. “Then we will break.”

Mostly because he hadn’t let them. He’d reached into women to find himself, when all he really wanted was for someone to look at him. To admit they knew what had happened to him as a boy and still hold him, unflinching, in their gaze.

Oh to be seen.