Feyre's Story

Chapter 1

We are about to get married, but I have reservations about it. He doesn't know though, so he thinks we are perfectly happy. As I walk down the aisle my mind is screaming "No!" Someone has answered my prayer. None other than my former savior, Rhysand. For the record, in exchange for his help he wanted one week, of his choice, from every month had to be spent in the Night Court with him. "Hello, Feyre darling," Rhysand said. "Leave! Now!" Tamlin growls.

But I am here to call in my bargain.

Fine, but can we at least finish the ceremony?

Your Priestess seems to think it is over and same with Feyre.

"Damn it" Tamlin muttered under his breath.

Come now Feyre.

"No don't let him take me," I pleaded.

I gave you a year of freedom and I thought you would be happy to see me.

I thought you forgot about our deal.

"Me! Forget about you? Don't be ridiculous!" He then pulled me close to him and we disappeared.