I called, he came, and now we'll both pay the price.

Earning the allegiance of the seelie royals was meant to be the easy part of my pilgrimage. Instead, the Spring Queen broke my Guard with her petty games, and then the Summer King imprisoned them. He tried to murder me, and would have succeeded… if not for Bram.

Now wounded, and with nowhere else to turn, I have to put my trust in the one male who's more dangerous to me than any other—Caed. I'll do anything to rescue my Guard, even if it means risking their anger and giving him another chance.

Even if we manage to free them, the rifts between my mates are almost as deep as the ones tearing the fae realm apart. If I can't stop the infighting, master my magic, and claim my place as Nicnevin, then the Fomorians have already won.