Tenia glanced at it and then looked up. “You don’t have to be so dramatic, Myanin,” she said dryly. “I just watched my mate get mauled by a crazy she-wolf and found out my son is to be the son-in-law of the same crazy female. And I’ve been stuck in the draheim realm, unable to do anything but sit around and wait. There is no cotton candy in the draheim realm, so I don’t have a peace offering.”
Myanin, who hadn’t said a word since she’d threatened Jen, closed the distance between them until she stood in front of Tenia. “You’re a freaking fae. Magic me some cotton candy, and I might forgive you.”
Tenia rolled her eyes. “Forgive me? For what?”
“For making me like you. It’s annoying as hell to like someone who gets themself killed.”
“Not dead.” Tenia pointed at herself.
Myanin raised a br
