He threw his hand up and grabbed hold of a wing that looked like a bush, then yanked the guy who yelled down to the ground. I had no idea who this guy was, but his skin was pale-green and his hair was made of flowered vines. The prince sank his fangs into his throat in the blink of an eye. The poor seelie guy screamed. The prince drank from him, then threw him to the ground with a sick grin. A little whimper slipped out of my mouth. The Prince’s skin was tan now, similar to my own. His hair that had been black was now a dark navy-blue color. His strange armor-shirt was back on, but his body filled it out more. He laughed and jumped up to grab a third victim when gold glitter slammed into his face.

He stumbled back a step, dropping his newest meal to the dirt. A horrible grin spread across his face as his yellow eyes locked on something I couldn’t see. The pupils of his eyes were narrow, black vertical slits like on a cat. “Princess Saraphina, it’s not fair to play from the shadows.”

My eyes widened. Saffie. She’s here. The fairyflies listened.

“You’d know that game better than anyone,” Saffie shouted from behind me, but then the trees rustled and her glitter magic flew out from ten feet away. She must have been flying. “So I’ll play fair when you do, jackass.”

I spun on my toes and ran. I had no idea where I was going but I had to try something else to get out of here. I pushed all of my magic into my stones and screamed, “SEELIE! SEELIE! SEELIE! SEELIE!”

Please hear me. PLEASE.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

FRANKIE

I made it about ten feet before the energy in the air pulsed so strong it knocked me off my feet. And I wasn’t even there. I braced myself on all fours on the ground and looked up just as two massive shadows slid over me. Two people with massive white angel wings shot across the sky. Thorne and Sage. Thank you, Goddess! I sighed with relief. They were back. Saffie wasn’t alone in this fight. The seelie people would be saved. There may have been rules on Earth for how much involvement the angels could have, but this was Seelie, and those two angels were born Seelie royalty.

Oh my Goddess. They waited for them to leave. That has to be it. The Unseelies waited for Thorne and Sage to leave Seelie so they could bust in. Sneaky bastards.

Unseelies scattered and took off in the air like birds fleeing. Green and blue lightning streaked across the sky. The ground rumbled beneath my feet. Tennessee soared over my head with Michael’s glowing sword gripped in his hand as he chased the Unseelies.