I dove out the opening—and into a rushing tide. I was a salmon swimming upstream. People of all ages wore matching looks of panic and terror as they ran right toward me. I glanced over my shoulder, then did a double take. The tunnel opening was gone, like it’d never been there at all. With a curse, I faced the stampede. I steadied my weight in a fighting stance and leaned into it. None of the humans sprinting toward me seemed to notice me standing still as a statue in the middle of the pathway. They bumped into my shoulders as they passed. I clenched my teeth and scanned their faces for ones I recognized. Finally, I spotted Mei-Ling by her neon-orange hair up ahead. Somehow in those few seconds she’d gotten far from me. I saw the colorful flashes of my Coven-mates magic, but I couldn’t see them anymore.

But I saw the Unseelies easily. They were dark spots on the setting sky. Seeing them out here was all wrong. The sky wasn’t quite dark yet. The warm pinks and oranges still clung to the air. Tennessee darted back and forth, his white wings looking like clouds on his back as he sped by. A loud siren wailed from the speakers strapped to the wooden poles. Good, good, get out of here.

The crowd ahead of me parted. A massive white wolf with amber eyes threw its head back and howled. A black wolf with glowing yellow eyes slid up beside the white one but it clawed tracks into the grass beneath our feet and growled. Screams ripped through the crowd, except this time they were screaming over dozens of wolves chasing them—right in my direction.

Tenn shot like a comet, then landed right in front of me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me into the sky. “Foster! Inez! Get the people out!”

The massive white wolf howled, long and slow. The black wolf vanished into the crowd. I tried to watch the stampede of wolves chasing the humans out, but Tenn was zipping around the fairgrounds. We’d come out of the tunnel in the middle of the rows of food booths with their neon lights and flashing signs. But the second Tenn flew us around the Ferris wheel, my heart dropped to my toes. Unseelies dodged my Coven-mates magic left and right. They reminded me of seagulls on the beach diving over and over to steal food from people’s plates. Except they weren’t stealing food, they were stealing people.

“Drop and run!” I shouted over the wind. “DROP AND RUN!”