MasukTen years of forgetting, of letting the memory blur and fade until I couldn’t trust my own head anymore, and now I had it back, and this time, I wasn’t letting go.That was the thing. The witch didn’t know about the silver. She couldn’t know. Whatever she was, she’d never once been touched by the Mo
Gideon’s POVThe clearing was chaos around me, but I didn’t notice any of it.I was somewhere else. Somewhere I hadn’t let myself go back to in longer than I could remember, except now I wasn’t remembering it through fog or static or ten years of trying to forget. I was there.Ten years ago. The Blu
I could see him trying to cut through the haze. His brow furrowed, his jaw working. I knew, as I looked into his eyes, that he was trying to claw his way up through all that fog to reach the surface, fighting the other half that already knew exactly who he was supposed to see standing in front of hi
Avery’s POVThe witch crossed the clearing like she had all the time in the world, her dress catching moonlight with every step, her chin tipped up toward him the exact way I used to tip mine. I bit down hard on the inside of my cheek to keep from lunging past Colt’s arm right then, right there, be
Which meant we needed to stop it.I looked at Sebastian. Flicked my gaze over him once, twice. He still looked haggard, his beard fully grown out now, his eyes dark and so wide I could see the whites all around.“Can I trust you?” I asked.His lips pressed together. “Avery, I…”“Don’t make me repeat
Avery’s POVIt was slow moving with Melissa limping between us and Bjorn’s smaller frame struggling under her weight.“Just leave me,” she said multiple times, like either of us would actually consider doing such a thing. “I’ll find my own way home.”I refused, of course, each time. No woman left be






