Rain.
Lila has some nerve. No actually it’s f*****g audacity. She must’ve lost her f*****g mind.
Why is she here? What does she mean by this?
Thankfully Elena will deal with her, but it doesn’t shake my worry.
I grip Colt’s hand, my fingers digging into his skin because he’s still so rigid, his eyes fixed on the spot where Elena and Lila are standing at the edge of the lawn.
“Colt,” I call him, keeping the panic out of my voice. I need to bring him back to me, quietly. To remind him that I’m the one standing here, wearing his f*****g jewels and having his mother’s approval.
Across the lawn, near the shadows of the terrace, I catch a glimpse of Rhysand, staring with his dark, detached intensity. He looks like a man watching a car wreck as if he predicted it. And all the pride I felt m
