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Chapters (47)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. PROLOGUE
  5. NORA
  6. OLIVER
  7. NORA
  8. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  9. NORA
  10. OLIVER
  11. NORA
  12. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  13. NORA
  14. OLIVER
  15. NORA
  16. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  17. OLIVER
  18. NORA
  19. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  20. NORA
  21. OLIVER
  22. NORA
  23. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  24. NORA
  25. OLIVER
  26. NORA
  27. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  28. NORA
  29. OLIVER
  30. NORA
  31. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  32. OLIVER
  33. NORA
  34. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  35. NORA
  36. OLIVER
  37. NORA
  38. OLIVER
  39. NORA
  40. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  41. NORA
  42. OLIVER
  43. Spellbook of Moonlight & Forest Medicine
  44. EPILOGUE
  45. More from the Author
  46. Acknowledgments
  47. About the Author

But Rhett glares at me like I’m an animal caught in a trap—which is exactly what I am. Trapped. I hold my arms at my sides, rigid as a girl who will bite and claw her way out of here if she has to. A girl with teeth to tear away flesh.

“What did you hear, moon girl?” Rhett asks, taking a half step closer to me, his eyes concealed in shadow, as if he’s deciding my fate.

“Nothing,” I say, my voice defiant.

“She’s lying,” Jasper snarls, still holding my arm, his tall frame towering over me. “She heard us talking about Max. She’ll tell the cops when the road clears.”

I squint up at him, a thorn pricking at my temples.

Rhett rakes a hand through his dusty-blond hair, looking for answers in the dark corners of the room. He shakes his head at me and takes a step back, toward the door.

“We can’t trust her,” Jasper adds, his gaze now on Rhett.

My eyes sweep to Suzy again and then to Lin—wearing his big puffy coat with the hood pulled up, even inside—and I wait for one of them to say something, to interject, to tell Jasper to let me go. But neither of them will look my way. They’re afraid of Jasper and Rhett, their eyes sunk to the floor.

“You’re staying in here,” Rhett says, his pupils like black bottomless holes, “until we figure out what to do with you.”

I move toward him, but Jasper still has a hold of my arm. “You can’t lock me in here!” I shout.

Rhett’s shoulders draw back. A cold pallor washed over his face.

“Rhett,” Suzy says finally, stepping farther into the room. “She doesn’t know anything.”

But Rhett turns on her, only a few inches from her face. “Do you want to stay in here too?”

“No,” she answers. “But you can’t do this.”

“Watch me,” he replies.

For a moment, Suzy blinks up at him like she might say something else, like she might shove him in the chest and yell for me to run. But then her gaze falls away, not meekly, but in understanding—she knows there’s nothing she can do. She’s outnumbered. My heart sinks. And when Rhett steps back through the doorway, he grabs her by the hand and pulls her with him.

He’s already made up his mind. And he’s going to leave me in here.

Jasper releases my arm and slips quickly out into the hall with the others, just before Rhett pulls the door shut with a hard thud.

The room dips into darkness.