What do you care?” I barked, and his grip tightened enough on my wrists that I knew my bones would snap with a little more pressure.”What do I care?” he breathed, wrath twisting his features....

Faeries began calling foul play, demanding Tamlin be released from the curse, calling her a liar. Through the haze, I saw Rhysand crouching by Tamlin. Not to help him, but to grab the-“You are all...