A Dawn with the Wolf Knight (Married to Magic, #5)

by Elise Kova

“It is a spirit,” Evander affirms my suspicions. “His name is Devlan. He’s a fire spirit much like your Folost.” “But much larger.” “There are many types of fire, many types of spirits.” He takes a step forward to approach the flame with the gathering pack. I catch his wrist, a bolt of clarity surging through me. “This spirit, was he the one you used to set fire to my barriers and burn down my home?” Evander’s eyes widen a fraction, but are quickly narrowed again by his furrowing brow. His expression borders on disgust. Hatred, even. My grip slackens. “I told you that I am not a good person.” He leans forward slightly. “Don’t be surprised when you are presented with proof of it.” Evander rips his wrist from my grasp and starts toward the bonfire. But I am rooted. Stuck. Staring at the broad back of the man who was capable of burning down my home even after he had Aurora. I rush forward, stepping around him before we reach the rest of the pack. We’re still in a mostly secluded place between two tents. Not private, but no one seems to be focusing on us—they’re all too drawn to the flame and the food being placed before it. “Why? You had her, didn’t you? Why burn down the house? Did you do it because you wanted to—because you could? Or because he told you to?” I demand to know, even though nausea is rippling through me, riding on waves of fear at the answer. His rage at being stopped again dissipates instantly at my questioning. It’s a slipping of his angry mask once more, be...