“Perfect, fae man. I look forward to picking your brain. Don’t worry, I have a feeling we’ll get the bitch soon.” A manic bubble of laughter traveled up my throat, and I covered it up by clasping my hand over my mouth. Wait a second. Maybe it was exhaustion, maybe it was the monster screaming in my head, or maybe it was delirium. But telling the half warriors who I was didn’t seem like such a bad idea.
