Nell’s POV
“I should have strangled that blond, pretty-boy little elf eighteen years ago.”
Milo shoots me an amused look. “I think we all would have enjoyed that, but I don’t think we can put too much blame on Kenton in this scenario. She’s nearly a grown woman, Nell, and she wants to fight. Maybe we should have listened.”
It’s been a month since Harper left, which means we’re now ten months out from her eighteenth birthday. As soon as she blinked back to Prague with Kenton, she told us. I don’t want you to worry, she said. But I have to fight for my people here, now, no matter what I decide when the time comes.
A week after Harper left, we went to the NZ government—myself and the other Senses. We weren’t armed, and we, along with Milo, Liam, and Ace, were half convinced that we’d n
