Savannah
There's no Hallmark card for "Sorry your void-corrupted mother tried to murder you with acid before being banished to magical ice prison." Trust me, I checked the rack marked "Complicated Family Situations" next to "Congratulations on Your First Supernatural Binding" and "Happy Three-Month Anniversary of Discovering You're Actually a Shadow Wolf."
The greeting card industry is seriously behind the times.
Three days had passed since Rachel's spectacular villain monologue and subsequent one-way trip to Winter Court's frozen timeout corner. Three days of pixie dust in unexpected places, brownies alphabetizing our cereal by mystical potency, and me trying to figure out how to sister properly after fifteen years of enforced separation.
"They've installed singing showerheads," I ann
