“Father added his magic, how is that fair? I could have gotten out. The fight wasn’t over. And then – fuck – I wasn’t even – how could he? I’m his daughter too, but he acts like Ransom is the only Fae he ever sired. I can be more – he doesn’t let me be more. He won’t even try to see more. I’m more, Galomp. I’m more.” Galomp rested a hand on my arm. “I think you are more.”
