Queen of Roses (Blood of a Fae, #1)

by Briar Boleyn

I choked, sputtering and coughing. It was not water. “What is this?” The flavor was vaguely familiar. I tasted honey and cloves. “Just some watered down mead,” Vesper said hastily. I shook my head. “This is not mead.”

SHOCKER. he’s evil.