Jennet braced herself as golden light whirled about her senses. When her vision cleared, she was sitting in the sim-chair at Roy’s, the guys on either side of her. She sat forward and slowly removed her gloves. Heart thumping with hope, she lifted her left hand.
JThe red burn scars she had borne since All Hallow’s Eve were gone. Her palm was still pink, but the shiny, seared flesh running the length of her fingers had disappeared. She drew in a deep breath and rubbed her thumb over her hand. The new skin tingled, the whorls of her fingerprints restored.
Still, they hadn’t won yet. She and Tam had succeeded in waking the Elder Fey, but the Bug was still trapped in the Realm. Other than fixing her hand and giving her a deadly blade, it was impossible to tell if the Elder Fey had actually d
