Chapters (64)
- Front Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Contents
- Pronunciation Guide
- Prologue
- Part One
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Part Two
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Part Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Part Four
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Epilogue
- Excerpt from The Sun and Its Shade
- The Night and Its Moon Playlist
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Back Cover
He nodded and braved a look over the edge of the dragon to the fast-moving earth below. Gadriel’s face was set. A muscle in his jaw throbbed with his decision. His mouth was hard and his gaze determined as he looked at her.
“When I tell you to, you need to let go of the spine and cling only to me, okay?”
Amaris didn’t have the energy to argue. If they were going to die, she’d rather Gadriel be responsible for their demise. She nodded. The plan sounded insane, but so did becoming a reever, seeing demons, betraying a queen, and riding a dragon.
She didn’t want to let go, but she knew they couldn’t stay on its back. They could take their chances with gravity, or they could battle the serpent for a second time.
It wasn’t long before the general was ready to plunge to the earth.
“Are you ready?” he shouted.
“I’ll never be ready,” she said as she gritted her teeth. “Just do it!”
He chuckled darkly. “You’re brave, witchling. Let’s go!”
The ag’drurath gave another backward beat of its wings, but it seemed Gadriel wanted to leap from its spine before the creature began to circle the upcoming sheep. He didn’t want a reason to put the two of them in the demon’s line of vision. It was now or never.
“Now!”
She released the grip on the black spike and wrapped her arms around the fae’s torso, pressing herself into him while he allowed them to roll off the monster. They tumbled free, falling like dead weight toward the ground. Her stomach flew into her mouth as they blindly obeyed the laws of gravity, descending to the earth with the speed and force of two creatures prepared to die.
Gadriel opened his wings, and though they were shredded too greatly to allow him to take flight, the updraft caught the expanse just enough to slow their downward dive. “Hold on to me!” he commanded.
His wings closed as they hit the first tree, cocooning Amaris while they absorbed the impact of its branches. Her eyes were shut tight as her body was tossed and battered in the dark, her head tucked under his chin, against his chest as she bit her tongue to keep from crying out. She felt the brunt of the tree’s trunk, then a limb, then another, then another, before the thud of the ground sent her ears ringing, wind knocked from her lungs.