Fate Calls the Elf Queen (The Elf Queen, #3)

by J.M. Kearl

A light touch on his lower back and his hand flashed out, but too late. Wearing a mischievous grin, Valeen, oh yes, he knew her name, stood with the golden dagger in her hand. The true Soulender, he’d hidden it in his waist. Clever.