Bridget looked at Sienna. "The gate must be closed properly, so you need to go back up to The Circus. The Ferals will be swept back through as the border closes and you can use your blood to seal it."
Finn.
Sienna thought of the last look they had shared, the things that remained unsaid. She had to get to him.
"I'll go right now." She picked up the ritual knife and laid her hand on her grandfather's skin. A pulse arced where she touched it and she smiled to think of some part of him wishing her well. She closed her eyes and used the map to travel to The Circus, lifting away in her mind.
* * * *
She opened her eyes to find herself in the Georgian circular terrace, but instead of pristine pavements, injured and dying Borderlanders, tourists and police littered the streets. Two wolves to
