CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
BRADLEY ENDLESS
I’d traveled to many realms before. Hell was the one that even I avoided, the one that had always terrified me. Perhaps because there were so many human stories about it being awful. Or because I was worried about being damned the moment that I stepped foot in there.
“I can’t,” I said, shaking my head, “I can’t go there. I won’t go there.”
Adelaide looked at me, her eyes probing, making me uneasy. I loved that she was here with me. But I also hated her judging looks, making me feel like I was the worst, possible person.
“It’s your sister,” Adelaide reminded me.
“Not to mention the fate of faerie,” Louisa said, “if Emma dies, the heir dies, and if the heir dies, so does faerie. And so too does Clark.”
“s**t,” I hissed.
“Your sister doesn’
