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But my thoughts take a sharp turn when my stomach begins to churn. The nausea is so sudden that I freeze, confused. I don’t get nauseous—not unless I’m having an episode. But my shadow heart isn’t hurting me. Instead, my stomach seizes painfully as dizziness sweeps over me. My mouth goes dry while the rest…

Maven’s face is twisted in agony, shaking her head as Baelfire gently lowers her to the bed. “S—something feels fucking wrong,” she chokes again. Crypt appears and brings the vial to her lips, looking as tormented as the rest of us to see our powerful keeper like this. “Here, love. Open up for me?—“ Maven…

Just…nothing, Everett sends back, pulling at the neckline of his shirt like he’s flushed. “Nothing?” I huff, glaring at him. “We need to bring this up with her. “ Crypt’s purple gaze darts between us and he scowls impatiently. “Are you two asses talking just to each other now, or is our girl finally done…

At first glance, it looks like an expensive diamond-encrusted bracelet. But then I sense that one of the decorative beads is made of the glass-like substance I’m looking for. I was right, then. They all have an etherium anchor. For a long moment, I stare at the bracelet as I consider everything. Finally, I hand…

“Why wouldn’t they have a normal Starfall dinner?” “I don’t know, why the hell would women not be allowed in?” he counters. “This place is backward-ass enough that a holiday dinner made entirely of literal shit wouldn’t surprise me.” “Women aren’t allowed in because the Garnet Wizard thinks romance is too much of a distraction…

“E—excuse me?” the starstruck acolyte says, approaching our table nervously. He dips his head respectfully at the wizard but turns quickly to Everett, eyes wide. “You’re the Everett Frost! I’m—gods, I’m a huge fan. I’m an atypical caster,” he adds almost sheepishly. “Grew up in New York, and my mom and I are both fashion…

Not you, too. You cannot nickname me, I protest telepathically. Just call me Maven or Oakley like usual. As we discussed, your last name isn’t Oakley. For the last time, I will not be named after a motherfucking flower. But it’s symbolic. I put a lot of thought into it, unlike Baelfire with his ridiculous…

I smirk. “Bullshit. If you really didn’t like them, you would have driven them insane years ago. Instead, you’ve watched their backs. Most people would call that touching.” He studies me, his lips curling up. “And what do you call it?” “Convenient. It means I don’t have to actually worry about you killing them or…

Females are not permitted within the Sanctuary except in extreme situations.” I gawk at the absolute stupidity of the words that just left his ugly face before turning to Silas. “So you grew up in a hidden compound of nerdy, sexist virgins who call women females? Talk about fucking primitive.” Silas shrugs as if he…

“As if you haven’t been melodramatically requesting that I pay you one final visit for months,” Silas says dryly before taking Maven’s hand. “ Ima sangfluir, this is my mentor, the Garnet Wizard. Evidently also known as The Scarab.” Oh, shit. This is the Garnet Wizard? My mom’s always said that even though he can…