5
HALEY
I was alone again with the warlord of Midnight, my insides trembling as he continued to stare at me, cold and unflinching. It felt like he was looking right through me, peeling back every layer, dismantling every wall I’d spent so many years erecting.
I studied him as well, still trying to understand what I’d seen behind his glamour. He was the warlord of Midnight—at least, that was the role he was playing. So why did he need to hide behind a mask?
More disturbing than that, though, was the strange connection I felt to him. Not just because of the intense kiss we’d shared, or because I’d used my magick to influence the flow of his blood, or even because I’d sworn I’d seen Elian’s silver eyes flickering behind Keradoc’s violet ones.
No… Something else bound me to this fae—a dar
