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His lips found mine. The kiss felt different, though—I could feel his worry, his fear. I kissed him back with every ounce of love I had for him.

If anyone can get me out of this, Severn can.

But the truth was, I was bound to another man. To another city and another fae court. New York truly wasn’t my home any longer. I belonged in the Bristol with its living murals and sharks swimming in the basement.

I belonged to Black Ember.

I tried to make the kiss last as long as I could, but the truth was, something was broken now. I could already feel a sickness spreading inside my body, urging me to get on a plane.To go home to Los Angeles.

Severn wrapped his arms around me, and I pressed my face to his chest. After a long few moments, I let him go and looked over the city one more time, at the towering buildings, the never-ending buzz of activity, the excitement, and the swirling magic, before going inside to tell my best friend that I’d made the most terrible mistake of my life, and I needed her help.

The End