9
ELIAN
Oona,” I echoed, not sure what else to say. Her name hung in the stale air like another corpse.
I still couldn’t believe she was here. Now, of all nights, in all places.
I’d never trusted her back then—not until my final hours in Midnight the last time around. Before that, she’d been spending a lot of time with Jax, and I knew there was something f****d about her—just knew it. But he’d refused to see it.
So I followed her. Spied.
Took a few weeks, but I finally nailed her. Turned out she wasn’t just some hot little blue-haired fae who liked to hang out at the pub in the Hollow and play Midnight card games with my demon brother.
She was military. Keradoc’s Lieutenant General. And worse, his f*****g daughter.
I wanted to kill her. Almost did, too, but she talked me out of it.
