EPILOGUELUKA RODE HARD through the Wik Woods, his cape flying behind him. His black stallion’s hooves thundered on the undergrowth, kicking up fallen
leaves and twigs. He gripped the reins, hoping to everything he held dear he wasn’t too late. It had taken all of them to cast a spell that would bring him back to their reality. His chest
squeezed at having to leave Yana and the rest behind in order to save Dakota. If he failed and she died . . .
He shook his head, unwilling to go there.
The setting sun cast golden spears of light through the thick canopy. At the end of the green tunnel was the Solstice Palace, and beyond the massive vines protecting it was the tower where the
love of his life lay sleeping. She was probably locked in the fiercest battle and he felt impotent for being un
