Riot:
Damon and Ransome were in the library; both were nose-deep in books, trying to help our queen identify this mystery traitor. Something in the past holds the key; the gods attempted to piece a picture together for Ivy, but the poison made it hard for her to understand. So, now, while she fights through this heat, we need to be beneficial to her in a way that doesn’t just involve easing her heat.
Her entire family had gathered to help figure out how Harley, Lennon, and Ivy fit together in a way that weaponized them.
“Ri—” she whimpered, pulling me from my thoughts.
The back of my hand sat gently against her forehead. She was burning up again. Her green eyes were piercing me, begging me to take her.
“It hurts, Ri.” Her lower lip quivered as she fought the tears.
My hands were
