WYATT'S POV
It already felt like I'd been working for a year, there was so much to get organised, the Goddess festival was coming up as well as the Royal ball
Kat was still refusing to speak with me, I'd tried all of Monday and Tuesday but to no avail, though I was refusing to give up, she would be mine again, I wouldn't stop until she was back in my arms.
'Wyatt you need to get to the border' Brae linked me just as I rose to head to the packhouse dining hall for lunch
'Why what's wrong?'
'I don't know how to describe it' She responded 'The Fae have left a message, it's addressed to the Luna'
'What kind of message?' I asked as I rushed out of the packhouse while I pulled off my shirt.
'It's some kind of burnt dummy' Brae explained in confusion 'The face is smashed in'
I shifted onc
