MasukHe tugged my hands up to his face. Kissed my fingers, turning them sticky with blood. “I don’t have any strength left to save.” A ghost of a smile crossed his face. “Let me finish.”His eyes moved past me, to Melissa, who’d gone still at the edge of my vision, then further, to wherever Colt had come
Avery’s POVThe world slowed for the second time that night.I think I screamed. But I couldn’t be sure. It was all such a blur, the entire clearing narrowing to that puncture point at his spine. All I saw was the man who had briefly been a friend and companion suddenly going limp, as if all the fig
Ten 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







