About two hours later, Anton and I are…probably drunker than we should be.But we just sit quietly on the very fancy day bed that Laila conjured out on the terrace, staring up at the three moons hanging in the sky, each of us thinking hard.“Do you seriously think I’m a Selkie?” Anton murmurs, his b
“Yesterday you brashly and insincerely dragged me into the Deadlands to make a point about who was in charge,” he murmurs, tilting his head and daring me to counter him.I scowl, looking away, hating how well he knows and can already read me. Hating that he sees down to my basest self, the selfish a
Unfortunately, despite our very ambitious drunken conversation regarding all the mysteries that we’re going to solve and the things we’ll accomplish, the Underworld has other plans.Because in the morning, when I wake, there’s an envelope waiting for me on the edge of the daybed. “Anton,” I whispe
I laugh a little and Anton huffs wolfishly, shaking out his fur and sticking close by my side. And then, still tracing my fingers through his fur, wanting the tingle of Anton’s presence, the three of us move through the door.Nic falls away very soon after we enter, taking his place with the other H
Orion takes over the narration now, either seizing control from his father or by some arrangement between the two of them. The God of Death watches his son closely as he speaks, clearly quite proud.“The Sorting will affect your roles over the next week,” Orion says, sounding honestly a little bored
The room is silent and still for a moment before a woman I don’t know, draped in folds and folds of stunning purple fabric, quietly steps forward and makes her way down the stairs. Her shoulders shake as she walks and I have no idea, honestly, if it’s in relief to not be eliminated or horror at the
I keep my eyes focused on Anton, who looks right back at me, unblinking.My heart pounds.“Princess Juniper Sinclair,” Orion says, his voice carrying out clear and strong. “Please join us here in this final golden circle.”I flinch when I hear my name, but continue to stand still, just staring at my
A chill passes over me and I see the other girls shiver as well, all of us turned to watch as the door slams shut behind them.“Thank you, Ladies,” the God of Death says, looking around at us, quite pleased. “More information will come in a few days. I look forward to seeing your talents,” he nods t