The Wraith King (The Rise of Northgall, #1)

by Juliette Cross

So we spent the afternoon wandering one of my favorite places in the world, filling the halls with my old stories and Una’s sweet laughter. It was one of the best days of my life.

And yet, it wasn’t any of those things that stirred the deadly desire blazing through my entire being, my enflamed soul, to kill him. It was the fact that he’d caused her one moment of fear, one instance of pain.

He whispered in demon tongue. Etheline didn’t mean “fire” or “ignite” as I once had thought. It meant... “Come alive,” grated Goll, calling to his magick to live and breathe for him.