CHAPTER 2
WYATT
This couldn’t be happening.
Even though I was sure Farrah was already wed to Prince Lark, I had tried entering the fortress many times, but every time I was stopped either by a horde of shadow fae soldiers guarding every entrance of the fortress, or by Ariella, who told me I would be killing myself.
She was right, I knew that, but I couldn’t just give up. Beyond these trees, beyond the walls of the fortress, was Farrah. So close. There had to be a way of saving her from him.
“She doesn’t need saving,” Ariella said more than once. “She chose this.”
I knew that too, but I couldn’t believe that. I knew what Farrah was doing. She was sacrificing herself for her people. That hardly seemed fair.
After many botched attempts to sneak into the fortress, I let Ariella guide me
