CAROLINE
I thought I knew what fear was. With all the terribly dangerous and deadly situations I’d gone through, I thought fear was a good friend. I'd lost my sister, for god’s sake, I’d seen her drown in a river not far from that tavern.
But when I heard Sean’s pained howl and saw that dagger stuck in his side, I realized I didn't know s**t about fear.
For an endless moment, the whole world stopped. Everything disappeared, the Fae I was about to kill, Marcus, whose magic shield glimmered in the air, the screams and the clangor of swords and daggers, the suffocating smell of blood and beer and sweat.
There was only Sean, back in his human form, pure agony on his face, that silver dagger in his side the only thing that prevented a torrent of blood from pouring out of his body, killing
