CHAPTER FORTY
ADELAIDE MARCH
As it turned out, planning a heist to get a girl out of Hell with a faerie King’s heir growing inside of her was no easy thing. That was even with a faerie, a dragon, a hunter, and a gatekeeper in the mix. We had been sitting at the dining room table of the Endless estate for hours, trying to come up with some kind of plan.
“I think we’re going about this all wrong,” I said, speaking up finally.
I had kept quiet, mostly because it was hard to talk over four, very, controlling personalities. Especially when those four, very controlling, very different personalities were all yelling at each other with their own amount of, shall we say, passion.
Everyone stopped, and they looked at me. Louisa’s staff glowed an angry blue light, as if it were getting ready
