The Unseelie Throne (Maze of Shadows #3)

by Kathryn Ann Kingsley

She pushed against the will of the Maze. She did not know how long she could fend it off, nor what would happen after. But she did not care. The Gle’Golun spread from her, burrowing into the dirt, creeping out toward the trees. Crimson flowers were already blooming, the thorned vines stretching toward every object in all directions. They would consume everything. Opening her eyes, she looked at the grove keeper. “If you wish to live…run.”

With all the rage she felt in her heart, and all the pain and terror, she screamed for them. She screamed because they could not.