Of Blades and Wings (Flame Cursed Fae, #1)

by Eliza Raine

I may have had my wings removed, may have had my skin cursed, but the gods could not take my wolf.

For all the talk of valor and honor in our world, the truth is: secrets always win. Those who hold knowledge over others can do as they please.

Freydis takes the leather strap, and something changes in all the Valkyrie's expressions. Well, all of them except the fire-fae, who is still inexplicably staring at me.

"Stand up. The gods do not make mistakes. You are to attend Featherblade. Stand up and prove it."

"I am Madivia Verglas, Princess of the Ice Court," I say. "If I am meant to train at Featherblade, then I wish to do so."