Throne of Secrets (Prince of Sin, #2)

by Kerri Maniscalco

I exhaled. “Let’s hope we’re wrong about the dragons’ being cursed.” Wrath met my gaze, his expression as guarded as mine. “We need to talk to Pride. Do you want to send a request from your House or should I?” A slow, wicked smile curved my mouth. “Neither. I say we show up there now. You game?” My brother’s grin matched mine. Entering a different circle unannounced could be an act of war. A fact that made Wrath’s sin tremble with anticipation. Literally. The ground rumbled hard enough to cause a sheet of snow to careen off the wall. I gave him a flat look. “Keep it together, heathen.” With a dark twinkle in his eye, he winked. In a blast of smoke and shadow, he transported himself to House Pride. “Thanks for the warning,” I muttered, preparing to summon my magic next. “Gods-damned prick.” I’d just pulled in my power when Wrath came blasting back. He smashed into the fortress wall, putting a slight dent in the stone. He was furious as he stood, brushing himself off. I didn’t think it had anything to do with the disheveled state of his clothing, though Wrath was particular about it. I swore. “He warded his circle?” I guessed. Wrath nodded. “And he better have a damned good reason for it.” My brother stormed off, likely preparing to magic himself back to House Wrath. I had little doubt he’d be sending a missive to our secretive brother, and it wouldn’t be a thinly veiled threat. When Wrath’s sin ignited, we could only hunker down and prepare for war.