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“We made a choice to protect you—without your consent. It was an error, and one that I won’t make again.”
It only takes one desperate generation to change history—even erase it.
“What did Dain say to you before we left? He leaned in and whispered something.” I blink, trying to remember. “He said something like…” I search my memory. “I’ll miss you, Violet.” His body goes tense. “And he said I was going to get you killed.”
“It says our mission is to survive if we can.”
“This isn’t your fault,” Xaden says to me, then rips his gaze from mine and turns to his friends, who are running down the ramparts to join us. “We’ve been sent here to die.”
Their parents died to expose the truth while mine sacrificed my brother to keep this heinous secret.
“Any other secrets you’re keeping from me?” “Yes.” He cups my neck and leans into my space. “Stay alive, and I promise I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.”
“Find a good hiding place, Andarna. I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt.” “Go for the throat,”
stay. Please, Liam. Fight to stay.” “At Parapet—” His face twists in pain. “You have to take care of my sister.”
He’ll be the first to die if I’m not exactly what he called me under that tree all those months ago. Violence.
throwing the world around me—and the venin—into a cloud of complete darkness. And I have the power of light.
“I will bet my life on you as I have from the first day,” he
Andarna has stopped time with what strength she has left. I’m on her back, falling…because she isn’t strong enough to carry me, but she’s brave enough to fly into this battle.
“Live up to your nickname and fight this, Violence,”
“He basically said that he’ll cook me alive if I fail,” Xaden replies, holding me closer.
I deserve it. I’m the reason Liam is dead. I’m so weak-minded that I didn’t even realize Dain took my memories and used them against me—against Liam.
She chose me for the scars on my back and the simple fact that I am the grandson of her second rider—the one who didn’t make it through the quadrant.
She’s never looked fragile to me, but she does now, lying in the middle of my bed,
He can yell at me all he wants as long as her heart’s beating.
Somewhere between the shock of our attraction at the top of that turret to realizing she risked her own life by giving up a boot for someone else on the parapet that first day to her throwing those daggers at my head under the oak tree, I wavered.
No. Because I couldn’t give her those words without being totally, completely honest with her, and after the way she looked at me at the lake, the utter betrayal—
She nods and stretches her arms up like a cat who’s been napping in the sun before reaching for the blankets.
We’ll have a lifetime of these moments ahead of us,
“I’m not saying we won’t fight or you won’t want to throw those daggers at me when I’m inevitably an ass, but I swear I will always strive to do better.”
“Don’t panic. Everything is fine. Andarna isn’t quite the same, but she’s…her.”
She’s fucking huge now, but I’m not about to say that to Violet.
The town we’ve worked our asses off to rebuild from a pile of cinder and ruins.
“Where are we? And don’t you dare lie to me,” she says. “Not again.” Not again. “You remember.”
“Melgren can’t see the outcome when more than three of you are together. That’s why you’re not allowed to assemble.”
Which is also the reason this place is still technically…mine.
take from my pocket the palm-size, freshly finished carving of Andarna Liam had been working on.
“She’s going to have to choose.”
“And then teach her how to hide it from Aetos if she chooses.”
“You figure out what that box was that Chradh was drawn to back at Resson?”
Garrick’s dragon is remarkably sensitive to runes, which allowed them to locate and retrieve the small iron box beneath the rubble of the clock tower.
I can’t even articulate what it is about the strands that pushes me straight into need-to-fuck-her-now territory, and I’m too busy fighting to keep my hands at my sides to question the why of it. She exists, and I get turned on. I’ve come to accept
“I’ll fetch the backup plan. Good luck.”
I love her. Of course I love her. But if I tell her now, she’ll think I’m saying it for all the wrong reasons, and honestly, she’d be right. I’m not going to lose the only woman I’ve ever fallen for without a fight.
Never again. Those eyes will never reflect hurt I’ve inflicted ever again.
“I’ll tell you anything you want to know and everything you don’t. I’ll spend every single day of my life earning back your trust.”
I’d forgotten what it felt like to be loved, really, truly loved—it’d been so many years since Dad died. And Mom… Not going there.
I would rather lose this entire war than live without you, and if that means I have to prove myself over and over, then I’ll do it.
You gave me your heart, and I’m keeping it.”
especially not now that she knows just how corrupt those walls are.
“Told you I knew better poison masters,”
“You weren’t healed. You were mended.” “Brennan?” She stares at her brother in open-mouthed shock. Brennan just grins and opens his arms. “Welcome to the revolution, Violet.”
