The Unseelie Crown (Maze of Shadows, #2)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

The moon was high in the sky, and he glared at it. Not for any particular reason. But simply because he had an overwhelming need to murder something.

“I am nothing more than an unwanted child, left on the back steps of a home by its mother, hoping we will come and snatch it away. Do you think I do not know that?”

He embraced her like a lover. He laughed with her like a friend. He hunted her like a wolf. And he delighted in her fear like a tyrant.