It feels like someone dumped a bucket of ice-cold water down my head, drenching me from head to toe.
Jack’s mate is here? The woman he chose over me and our fated bond? Could he be here as well? Damn it, I can’t deal with this right now!
“Take me home, Elijah.”
“Maeve—”
“Please take me home now! Lila can come find me as soon as she can, but I can’t deal with this sh*t—I’m not ready! I might end up making a scene and—please… let’s just go!”
He must have seen how desperate I am because he nods instead of trying to reason with me first. “Very well. Let’s go make our excuses to the Queen Mother.” He takes my hand but as if on cue, like sharks tasting blood in the waters from a wounded prey, we begin to be surrounded by the courtiers who want to be introduced or to know more about what th
