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Chapters (63)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Map of the Willowhaven
  4. Map of Rosehill City
  5. Foreword
  6. 1
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  8. 3
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  61. Epilogue
  62. Map of Rosehill City
  63. Also by Jenny Hickman

She’s not telling me not to go, simply alluding to the consequences. If anyone sees me crossing The Divide alongside Maddox, no man in the city will come near me. I won’t be welcome in my aunt’s home.

“Let them see.” I refuse to hide my feelings any longer.

I’m in love with an Unseelie fae and I don’t care who knows it.

40

“While most Lethan wolves live alone, some have been known to hunt in packs.”

Surviving The Unseelie Lands, Author Unknown

With Aunt Cordelia still passed out on the sofa, I race upstairs to pack some essentials into a bag. There’s no telling when I’ll be back…if I’ll be back.

Maddox and I take the most direct path to The Divide, which brings us along the edge of Rosehill. There are only a few cafés, but they’re packed to the brim. The fae inside gawk, their whispers following us the entire way.

Maddox is no longer the teasing man who let my cousin pinch him. He’s a predator, one hand on his dagger, his black eyes scanning the sea of faces for trouble.

Thankfully, we find none.

When we reach The Divide, I’m thankful for the persistent mist that swallows us whole, drenching the world in silence. Toward the end of the bridge, Maddox stretches an arm across, stopping me in my tracks next to a stack of boards and a hammer. It takes ten minutes for him to tack them back into place, a moment for us to cross, and another five for him to remove them again.

When I ask why they’re gone, he simply says that they’re not taking any chances.

“Because of the wolves?”

He offers a grim nod. “We have not seen any, but the guards on the other side swear they have, and we all know who the king believes.”

Ever’s life isn’t the only one on the line. One word from the king and the Unseelie’s access to the well could be cut off too. What would they do then?

In the gray light of day, the graveyard of bones on the other side looks like the setting of a horror novel. Skulls of all shapes and sizes line the path along with empty ribcages and other bones. Some are nearly as tall as me. Thank goodness whatever terrifying creatures they belonged to are dead.

Here, Maddox moves with an easy confidence, striding far too fast for me to keep up. When he realizes, he apologizes and slows down a fraction, but I still have to walk at a clip. We take a right at the mammoth skull of a horned beast, then a left at a pile of tiny skulls.