Chapters (32)
- Title Page
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- To My Readers
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
“No. I had no idea.” I went back through my time around Cosette. Had I felt like she was making me do anything? Had she forced me to be her friend?
I couldn’t recall anything like that. In fact, the more I thought about it, the more I realized I didn’t have to worry. Siding with the Weres and staying friends with us had hurt Cosette more than anyone. If anything, she’d gone out of her way to help me, not the other way around.
I felt better until I remembered how the unattached males at St. Ailbe’s had acted around her. They’d followed Cosette around like sick little puppies. I’d thought it was because she was gorgeous and smelled like sugar water in the moonlight, but maybe it was because she was a Lunar fey? “Can they? Control us?”
He shrugged. “Maybe a little bit if they want to and you’re open to it. For me, it was more like when you’re a little hungry and walk past a pizza place that smells amazing. Enticing. Helen would occasionally entice me to do something, but I still had my full head about me. I could decide if I wanted to give in to that desire or not. It gets trickier with the pack members who are fully submissive.”
I swallowed. “That’s good to know.” I was in the upper-middle when it came to power, but from now on, I’d keep my guard up around the Lunar fey. I was sure Cosette wouldn’t try to use her influence on me, but you never knew. “Do you think the queen will tell us anything?”
He tapped his fingers on the steering wheel as he thought. “Won’t know until I ask. Hopefully, she’ll give us a clue as to what we’re up against. I wasn’t certain this attack came from within the pack, but after Thomas’ death, I’m sure it did.”
“So, we find the mirror and get the queen on the line. Then, we somehow try to dig information out of her. And maybe—just maybe—she tells us how to get rid of the fey creature. And if we’re lucky, maybe she’ll know who from your pack has been buddy-buddy with her court and will be nice enough to tell us that, too?”
“Right.”
“Easy-peasy.” Yeah, right.
Donovan laughed. “Exactly.”
That left the harder problem. “Do you think it’s someone from your pack working with the fey beast?”
“I’m leaning that way, yes.”
Yeah. That was what I thought, too. “So, how do we find out who from your pack is responsible?”
“I’ve no idea.”
That wasn’t a good start. “Can you feel along the bonds? Anyone standing out to you?”