After eighteen years of feeling everything from everyone around him, Ryn knew a lot about emotions. He knew what he was feeling.
He knew he loved her.
So now it was about more, this necklace-finding mission. He had little more than a pixie’s chance in a goblin pit of her ever feeling the same way, but if he could just find this darn tokehari that was so special to her, he might have a chance.
The only problem now was that he was running out of time. He’d hoped to have the necklace by tonight so he could give it to Violet before graduation, but the ceremony was less than two hours away, and so far he had no necklace. Instead, he had an aching neck from hiding in the narrow space beneath a bed.
The home belonged to a siren named Dahlia. She’d been given the necklace by one of her admirer
