I stared at him, my eyes wide, shocked. I wasn’t sure how long I was sitting there for, it was probably only seconds but it felt like years, decades. “A...A beast?” I choked out at last, my hands resting against my mouth.
He nodded, his light blue eyes shining as he wiped his cheeks. “The Unseelies, we’re not as happy as Wren makes it seem. Emma and I were forced to come when we were kids. We didn’t have a say as she slashed into us and threw us in the fountain. Most of the Unseelies didn’t have a choice. The elders did, the parents, but honestly you’d be surprised how many Unseelie fairies had tried to run away over the years. The magic, it is alluring and strong, but not all of us want to stay in the dark. But...over the years less and less have tried to leave. In Between the Unseelie
