Twenty-Eight
I race out of the faerie paths and into Chase’s friend’s apartment shouting, “Where’s Bandit? I need a dragon. I need to get to the top of Haverton Tower Hotel, and the faerie paths won’t take me there. I’ve already tried.”
“What the heck?” Aurora asks, getting up from the couch where she’s been reading a magazine. “I thought you and Dash were—”
“Done. Closed all the gaps. New emergency.” I turn on the spot, my eyes combing the room for Bandit. “Oh, wait, Imperia’s on the roof.” I come to a stop. “Will she let me ride her without you?”
“What is going on?” Aurora demands.
“We were in the shadow world. I heard your father and Roarke. They’re on the same side. The Unseelies are about to turn on everyone, and they wanted to let the ink-shades through, but I closed the portal,
