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Chapter Thirty One: Long Shadows

Cinder They'd returned to the cottage less than a day later. Cinder expected to see River and was surprised when she wasn't there. Surprised...and much to his chagrin, worried. Inana scolded him, blamed him for it. Said he should've stayed with River. He couldn't recall whose idea it was that he go with the witch, but she was probably right. It probably WAS his fault. Most everything was. He shouldn't have cared about some dumb mortal girl. He had stolen away so many for the Dain, he'd taught himself not to feel any way about it at all. Long, long ago, he'd loved mortal girls. Many of them. Frequently. He'd lure them into the woods for secret kisses. Not to get brutalized by Carmun's terrible abomination of a son. Now, he thought about it. Thought about all the poor mortals who had the misfortune of meeting him in the waking, human world. It really soured his victorious mood. Just moments earlier, he'd b

Chapter Thirty Two: Any One of Us

Cinder He couldn't rouse River. She'd passed out in his arms shortly after delivering the terrifying news about Dub. He cursed Aelnith Eventide under his breath. He'd taken too much. River was sick. Maybe even dying. Cinder didn't know! He had little long-term experience with humans. They seemed -very- fragile. She needed Inana, but Inana was possibly in more danger than River was. Cinder paced, holding River. He didn't know what to do. Every instinct he had, that had kept him alive for hundreds of years, told him to run. Run and not look back. Leave River there as a distraction. Dub could be lurking in any and every dark corner. Unlike the Dain, Dub was clever and quick. Always plotting. Always scheming. He wouldn't attack outright. No. He'd wait until the perfect moment.Cinder did love surprises, but not -those- kind of surprises. River groaned, snapping his attention back to the present. Right. He couldn't l

Chapter Thirty Three: Iron

River Black Everything seemed hazy and far away, like a dream. She thought, for a blissful moment, that she was back at home, in her bed. Her mom was making pancakes and it was Saturday. She swore she could hear her dad mowing the lawn, her dog barking outside. When River opened her eyes, she saw a low ceiling with heavy, wooden beams. The sights and smells were unfamiliar. She felt so weak she could barely keep her eyes open. River could barely lift her head. She heard voices, familiar ones, but she couldn't focus on them. All at once, it came flooding back, where she was. What had happened. Forgetting, even for a moment, made her mourn all over again. With all her effort, she pulled herself up on her elbow and let her vision focus in the low light of the cottage. Across from her was Cinder, sitting in a chair, his face unusually pale, sweat slicking his face. Inana stood before him, holdi

Chapter Thirty Four: The In Between

River Black She didn’t know how to tell Cinder and Inana that as soon as the sun set, Dub would likely use Tamsin’s body and his curse driven transformation to kill them. What she said aloud, he could definitely hear too. And if she pulled them aside, at the very least he would know they were up to something. She had no idea what to do. Sitting atop the cushions and blankets, she worried her bottom lip with her teeth. Cinder, she noted, wasn’t in great shape. He was still pale and sweaty, still poisoned from the iron. She was still sapped and drained of strength. River didn’t think she could even get up and walk across the room, let alone fight off a possessed and cursed Fae prince. Casting a nervous look out the small window, she noted it was nearly sunset. They didn’t have m

Chapter Thirty Five: Home

River Black They stood around the table Tamsin lay on. He had color to his face now and his injuries seemed far less severe. When she lightly touched the back of his hand, he stirred, moaning, brow furrowing. “I suppose Dub is gone,” Cinder said, perhaps a little too dramatically. He beamed a broad smile. “And thank goodness, honestly. What a worry that was. Such a load off.” Inana elbowed him and shot him a nasty glare. It would have been funny if they weren’t all about to do something incredibly dangerous. “Now, River? You mustn’t run off again. I know you want and feel you must go to Aelnith, but you have to rest.” River nodded, going along with it. “I...couldn’t help myself. Sorry,” she muttered, trying her best to so

Chapter Thirty Six: Dread

River Black It all seemed to happen in slow motion. Cinder apparently decided he didn’t trust her to run and took her into his arms. As he turned to move towards the door, River could -hear- the curse take hold of Tamsin. She could hear bone and tendon snap as he howled in pain, more beast than man. As Cinder turned to dash out the door, she caught one last look at Tamsin. White fur replaced skin, his hands were claws and he’d gotten to his feet. None of the kindness she’d seen there before remained. His eyes were wild, his teeth bared. He snarled and then howled. Not in pain this time, no. Like a wolf howled to his pack to gather them. “We’re about to have company,” Cinder said as he broke into a run. “Hold onto me,&rdqu

Chapter Thirty Seven: Dother

River BlackTamsin dragged her away, teeth not breaking the skin, but it hurt anyway. She begged and pleaded for him to drop her and when that fell on deaf ears, she thrashed and beat on his muzzle with her fists. He seemed impervious. If he understood her words, he made no sign of it. Finally, River just went limp. Fighting was no use. As a wolf, he was bigger than any horse she’d ever seen. There was no fighting him, no reasoning with him. She didn’t know how much time passed, but her body felt utterly battered and bruised from head to toe by the time he stopped and let her go. River lay in a crumpled heap in a part of the forest she’d never seen before. It was strange, she’d started to be able to recognize certain landmarks even after only a day or two, but now they were somewhere she’d never been before.

Chapter Thirty Eight: The Offer

Cinder He’d been certain the moment Prince Tamsin’s jaws closed around his shoulder, close to his throat, that he was dead. He felt the sharp pain of his sharp teeth sink into him, felt the hot splash of his blood. Then he didn’t feel anything else. The world went black. Cinder didn’t expect to wake up. His last thought was he was thankful he’d been doing the right thing for once, so that he could meet his death with a clear conscience. He sank into the blackness as easily as he slipped in and out between worlds. His world swam into bleary focus. For a moment, he wondered if it were the afterlife. Heaven. Or whatever humans called it. The Fae weren’t supposed to be allowed an afterlife. Their energy was to go back to the Realm, reborn as the trees and riv

Chapter Thirty Nine: Dawn

River Black Dawn began its arrival and the wolves in Tamsin’s pack returned with nothing. Cinder was gone. Or dead. She didn’t know which. There was still no sign of Inana. Any time she tried to leave the little clearing, Tamsin blocked her path with a low, menacing growl. She kept her eyes on the sky, waiting for it to lighten, longing for the dawn. Night in the Realm was so much more threatening than night at home. Again, when she thought of home, she could barely remember the faces of her parents and friends. Every day that passed and her memories became weaker and weaker, until they were like ghosts haunting her head. Leaning against the trunk of a tree, sitting in the cold ground, River closed her eyes, just for a moment. Her head hurt and her mouth was dry. She neede

Chapter Forty: Goddess of the Moon

River Black Inana insisted on River having a bath and fresh clothes before anything else was discussed. The witch dressed her wounds and braided her hair for her, to keep it out of her face. She felt better than she had in days. This time, Inana dressed her in loose trousers and a loose blouse with a wide sash. River may have liked the dresses better, but she had to admit she was more comfortable. After she was dressed and she finished off another bowl of stew, which was venison, according to Inana, River was ready to hear just what her ‘choices’ were. They all sat around the table and Tamsin seemed to have calmed down, though his expression was still sour. “I’m going to speak first,” he said the very moment River sat.

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