Clockwork Princess (The Infernal Devices Book 3)

by Cassandra Clare

it had

said. “Who’ll be coming, then?” To:

you do not leave your parabatai. That it was part of the words of the oath. ‘Thy people shall be my people.’ I wonder, if I had had

wine in it. It will do you good. Build up your

continued in blissful ignorance.

if

Unfortunate Lady”

still a

and

of venison

wine to ensure that he could sleep—when a sharp, stabbing pain shot through his chest. It felt like being shot with an arrow, and Will jerked back. His wineglass crashed to the floor

before his eyes: Tessa, running up a green path toward him. Tessa. His hand came up automatically and grasped the werewolf’s wrist in one hand as he ducked the blow, swinging under the wolf’s arm. He brought the arm down hard, breaking the bone with a savage splintering. The lycanthrope screamed, and a dark

bond between us being severed. It was as if

honorable death, like Boadicea.” “Tess—” “I would rather die than be the

go on

are suggesting,” she said in a frozen

yet. But I will be soon.” “So the yin fen did not prevent

a puff of white in the cold.

he