Seventeen:
Clare’s eyes opened as mine closed. I knew in the next instant I was inside my mother’s body again. Even in this unholy place, my spirit connected to my mother’s soul. The purple outline around her was new to my perception. I could see an aura of power vaster than any Vampyr I’d ever sensed.
She was in the mountains as a contingent of soldiers held back the endless sea of the Iron Fae: Vampyrs and Lycans, along with Summer and Winter Fae. Cali stood beside my mum, as they blasted remorselessly against the tides of Iron Fae.
Bloody orange eyes cut to my mum. The large and imposing iron hulking monstrosity grinned at them. His sinister edge was bone-curdling. He looked like a man, made of steel. He had raven hair, stood six-five, and his skin appeared to be as much metal as fle
