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Chapters (64)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  6. Pronunciation Guide
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One
  9. One
  10. Two
  11. Three
  12. Four
  13. Five
  14. Six
  15. Seven
  16. Eight
  17. Nine
  18. Ten
  19. Eleven
  20. Twelve
  21. Thirteen
  22. Part Two
  23. Fourteen
  24. Fifteen
  25. Sixteen
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Twenty
  30. Twenty-One
  31. Twenty-Two
  32. Twenty-Three
  33. Part Three
  34. Twenty-Four
  35. Twenty-Five
  36. Twenty-Six
  37. Twenty-Seven
  38. Twenty-Eight
  39. Twenty-Nine
  40. Thirty
  41. Thirty-One
  42. Thirty-Two
  43. Thirty-Three
  44. Thirty-Four
  45. Thirty-Five
  46. Part Four
  47. Thirty-Six
  48. Thirty-Seven
  49. Thirty-Eight
  50. Thirty-Nine
  51. Forty
  52. Forty-One
  53. Forty-Two
  54. Forty-Three
  55. Forty-Four
  56. Forty-Five
  57. Forty-Six
  58. Forty-Seven
  59. Epilogue
  60. Excerpt from The Sun and Its Shade
  61. The Night and Its Moon Playlist
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author
  64. Back Cover

He seemed caught off guard and eventually lowered one arm into an awkward half hug. He smelled of tobacco and freedom. They were scents she would miss, not knowing when she’d see her father again. The crinkles in his eyes and calluses on his hands were the familiar features of the one who had saved her on the worst day of her life. The comfort of his presence felt like home. An embrace may not have been a natural instinct for the older reever, but when Amaris pulled away, she saw the fullness of his heart.

“You truly are a she-bear,” he said, voice thick with an unrecognizable emotion.

The look of pride on Odrin’s face was one she’d never forget.

Amaris had learned from her time at the keep that Odrin had once had another family. They didn’t speak of it, save for the knowledge that he’d had a wife he’d adored and a child he’d lost. She knew that it was a brief time in his life filled with love and sliced brutally short with the edge of a sword. She was his family now, and she hoped being in his life had played some small part in healing a wound too unspeakable to discuss, just as he had done for her.

The time had come. She was a true reever and ready for her first dispatch.

They didn’t look over their shoulders as they mounted their horses. Amaris patted Cobb on the neck. Though she’d visited the docile horse in the stable now and again throughout the years, she hadn’t had reason to ride him until now. Brel had attended to the horses, and other reevers had exercised them when they’d gone into villages or on missions. Amaris hadn’t had cause to step foot outside of the keep for anything other than her daily runs in a long, long time.

As Cobb was a good, broken-in horse, he needed very little guidance or correction. This was fortunate, as she quickly revealed to Ash and Malik that, while Amaris had grown up in proximity to horses in their stable at Farleigh, she’d only learned how to ride sidesaddle as a proper lady. When she’d arrived at the fortress, her time with Odrin had been on the back of the saddle.

“Heels down, keep a straight line, shoulders back, stomach in—”