APRIL
Even now, with the air still and the walls pressing in like a tomb, my thoughts wouldn't leave me alone.
Leo.
That twisted, familiar face. That voice I thought I'd never hear again.
He'd said my name like a prayer and a curse all at once—and I still didn't understand how. How had he known I was here? That I was Queen?
Unless... he told her.
Unless he had whispered everything to Raven.
But... would he?
Raven was selfish. Possessive. The kind of woman who'd rip the stars from the sky just to prove she could. She wouldn't share power or glory or even secrets unless it suited her. So if Leo had told her... why hadn't she used that information earlier? Why hadn't she gloated?
Unless she hadn't known. Unless Leo had kept it to himself, for himself.
The thought chilled me more tha
