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Raw emotion thundered through my veins.
“Number one, official fae and human couplings are outlawed. We can take you as lovers, but a fae cannot marry or produce faelings with humans. Offspring—demi-fae—are denied the rights any full-bloodied fae can expect in society. That’s if they’re not killed outright at birth.”
If they suspected for even a moment that I had any real feeling for you, they’d use you to get to me. And I can’t have that on my conscience.”
Each loss painful, soul-shredding, in different ways.
Stay behind me, Matea.
An aching loneliness sounded back. A distant, dark place, like his soul had turned the shade of nightmares.
My story—a collection of thoughts and feelings flowing out of a well so vast, I feared drowning us both.
but from the moment we met, I’ve felt connected to you. And to be honest, it’s just easy to love you.
A crown, decorated with a black star and a glittering silver tail, sat atop his inky hair.
King of Aurora, Linus Johana.
She killed Dain—”
The Lionheart didn’t abandon his soldiers, especially those he called friends.
“Goodbye, Frazer Novak.”
I survived—you survived it, and we’re together. We’re whole.
“I’m an exile from the fallen court—from Aurora. The king shredded my wings because I refused to work for Morgan.”
“Eighteen years ago—about a month before King Linus was killed and Prince Lynx was taken.”
“What is it with you? You seem to induce every male fae you meet to fawn over you.”
You can watch while your kindred’s soul is flayed and gutted from her body.
Frazer’s screams tore a hole through my heart like nothing else could.
There’s an ember, a spark in your necklace. It’s magic: your magic. I’ve been slowly gifting it back to you, granting you strength, but I can’t use it myself. To kill the eerie, you’ll need all of it.
Gifting it back to you now—all at once … it’ll have consequences.
A golden liquid fire flecked with silver stars pumped through my blood,
Your mind’s been closed to me while you slept. I couldn’t reach you.
There is another way, another path for Liora. What happened to you is not something she could imitate.
You placed a level of trust in me that—” He stopped, his face gaunt.
“You’ve bonded us, Serena.”
“Don’t worry. I haven’t developed romantic feelings for you. I’m aware your heart belongs to Wilder, or at least your lusty loins do.”
“Fae bonds aren’t the same as human ones. They’re more intense. And it’s precisely because of our resistance to friendships that when one develops, we cherish and protect them above all else.”
“There are three kinds of fae bond. Mating, kin, and guardian. And for a fae, whenever those connections are there, we strengthen them through a process called myena, which is an oath. We don’t take them lightly.
“From this heartbeat until my last, I share your blood and bone, joy and grief. No words or acts could make me turn from you. You are my pack, my kin, my home.”
“Ovet perheen nyx, ihuseti jai aina,” he recited.
We’re officially kin—siska.”
That we’ll be able to find each other. Always.”
of course, that you’ve merged your scents. She’ll smell less human. Other fae might be curious as to why.”
Brother is brata.
“That she’s blessed with the sight. They say she even predicted Morgan’s accession.”
“Welcome to the world of fae males.”
Be prepared to hear things you might not want to.”
Just a touch to calm him. Haunted eyes flitted to me. I couldn’t feel you … I reached out. There was nothing there.
“Because eighteen years ago, I saw us meeting. Usually, my visions are fragmented, but this one came in as clear as glass. I saw Adrianna trying to dose me with the powder, and then heard myself offering you a reading in exchange for my hair.”
Ena. And recently, I’ve been called Kovaysi, Matea and … siska.”
“That’s more like it—Fierce One, Sweet One, and sister. One day, you’ll go by many more names, but for now, those will have to do.”
“The Reaper, the Tower, the Six of Swords, and the World,”
There lay the Queen of Wands, the High Priestess, the Mage, the Ace of Cups, the Ace of Wands, and the Wheel.
“Autta mina oh vilsa, ole soka ja olet vilsa. Naytä mien Serena tulavasus.”
“The crescent spread and the bones combine to tell me that there’s a woman—a female—tied to your future. It is essential that you find her.”
“Whatever that is, you must present it to the Priestess. She’ll recognize you if you wear it. Don’t wait: seek her out as soon as possible.”
“There will be consequences. It’s given you something … pure. The purest of all magic.”
“I don’t fully understand what’s blocking her magic. But Serena is a unique case … I’ve never come across another witch who’s had their magic returned to them after they were stripped.”
“Stripping a witch is like cutting the wings from a fae.” The bond grew taut. I detected a tremor and yearned to take Frazer’s hand. But his hooded eyes carried a warning. He didn’t want to be touched.
