Chapter Eleven
Elias' hand tightens on mine as we make our way through the crowd. There are so many people here that it's kind of intimidating. Especially when most of them seem to be supernatural of one kind or another.
It's one thing being in a crowd and knowing you're the strongest one around, quite another being around so many people who have very different abilities but are equally as strong as I am. If something goes wrong, there aren't many ways for me to actually protect myself.
Or Elias.
And with male harpies a rarity at the best of times, and a commodity to Regina, that's more worrying than anything right now.
"I don't like this," I mutter.
"It'll be okay," he promises. "We just have to get inside and find a way to get one of us in the ring."
"It should be me. It's better
