I couldn’t bring myself to smile at Amren. I could barely keep my chin high. She peered behind me, as […]

Helion winnowed me into the camp. Right into Rhys’s war-tent. My mate was pale. Blood-splattered and filthy, from his skin

I gripped the door handle as I passed the threshold, digging in my heels and throwing every scrap of strength

Concealed behind the tree, I took in my surroundings. I was exhausted, but … I could winnow. I could winnow

I turned, but did not sheath my blade across my back. The Suriel was standing a few feet away, clad

“Absolutely not,” Mor said when I pulled her a few feet away from Nesta, the din of battle and rain

Jurian was right. We’d seen inside his head, yet we’d still doubted. Still wondered if we’d arrive to find Hybern

“I’m too old for these sorts of surprises,” Mor groused as the war-tent groaned in the howling mountain wind at

Jurian was not my enemy. I couldn’t wrap my mind around it. Even as Rhys and I both looked. I

Jurian held up his tanned hands, new calluses dotting his palms and fingers. New—for the remade body he’d had to