Lords of the Hunt (Wilde Fae, #1)

by Kate King

Scion, The False King, Betrayer of the Hunt.

I didn’t fear the dead. It was the living that scared me.

“I am beginning to regret every decision that led me to this moment. Your stubbornness could make an immortal wish for death.”

Prune the dead branches to save the tree.”

“I’m going to find Scion’s foul bird and bake it into a pie for yuletide.”

Never satisfied, she called me. Impatient. Hungry.

“History is written by the victors,” I murmured.

If there are any heroes in this story, they share no blood with me.”