Todos los capítulos de The Fae Serenade.: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 79

KYLE’S POV. ‘Did you get a glimpse of the person who handed this to you?’ I sign. The bottle is now placed on my thighs. Katniss shakes her head. “I told you I didn’t. Also, Toby isn’t aware that I have this, because that nutjob would have probably smashed it,” she cringes. “You need to use it so you can get healed quickly and we go rescue Olivia before her match against the Ripper Ghost.” I say nothing to her words as I look back at the bottle. It feels weird. It is also a bit cold against the duvet covering on my body, but it isn’t the temperature that stops me. I pick it back up again, and this time I undo the small cork stopper and lift it to my nose, breathing in the scent. Sandalwood. Rich, heavy sandalwood mixed with a distinct, crackling hum of pure Fae energy. My brows knit together. I focus deeply on that energy. It definitely isn’t from my sister, and even without my Fae energy I can tell it belongs to a Fae and it is more powerful than anything I have ever felt ev

OLIVIA’S POV.I freeze entirely. My fingers halt in his hair, and my heart almost stops dead in my chest. I stare down at him, my eyes wide like saucers. “What did you just say?”“Kyle,” Sven repeats, his voice completely cool like a cucumber. “He is fine, hearty. He has been cured from his poison.”Panic and hope war violently inside my stomach. I grip his shoulder, leaning down slightly. “How do you know that? Sven, please don’t play games with me. Did your men find the cabin? Is he in your captive? Did Orion do something to him?”Sven closes his eyes again, his head settling back down comfortably against my chest as if he didn’t just drop a massive bomb on my entire life. “No one touched him. He drank an antidote. The poison is gone from his blood as we speak.”“But how could you possibly know that?” I stammer, my voice rising in a frantic whisper. I know he can’t lie, because he has no reason to, which means he is telling the truth. Still…“You said you didn’t even care! How do y

OLIVIA’S POV.The hours pass with an agonizing slowness that makes my skin feel tight. Isadora sends a maid over to bring me a dress and it comes with a scarf, which is thoughtful because it can be used to cover my healing neck.The dress itself is presentable, not exposing in a way that would make me uncomfortable. It is a deep forest green gown that is long enough to cover the chains around my ankles. I take a quick shower and put on the dress, deciding to prepare early after all Isadora had said I should be prepared before dusk. As I pull up the zipper of the dress, my hands shake. The Last Supper. The name alone sounds like it’s confirming my inevitable death.The last thing I wear is my boots before tying the scarf around my neck and taking my seat on the bed as I anxiously wait for dusk. When the sun begins its slow descent, painting the horizon in violent streaks of orange and deep blood red, I know it is almost time and a heavy wrap of knock on my door signals just that.Tw

KYLE’S POV. The back window of the cabin opens with a muted slide. I slip out first, my boots hitting the soft dirt without making a sound. The morning air hits my face, cold and crisp, completely erasing the last lingering traces of my sickness. Katniss climbs out right behind me, carefully pulling the wooden panel of the window shut. She grips the hilt of her hidden sword through her traveling cloak, her eyes scanning the dense tree line. Out front, I can hear the distant, low murmur of Helios and Toby discussing what to have for breakfast. Orion isn’t around. Katniss mentioned he left for the palace hours ago, which makes this our only opportunity to escape. If the southern leader were here, we wouldn’t stand a chance of sneaking past his nose. Hybrids are especially sensitive to their environment. Katniss grabs my wrist, tugging me sharply toward the thickest trees. “Move,” she mouths silently. We move like ghosts, weaving through the underbrush until the cabin is completely o