His bride.
That's who Serie wanted him to kill. He paced the length of his room. His heart beating like a drum. They were going to make him kill her. The elders were going to make him kill his bride. And he’d do it because he couldn’t fight their hold on him. It was by some miracle that he remembered who she was his when he saw her.
Fuck.
Vicker buried his face in his hands, smearing more blood on his face. He’d killed the fairy without thought, just like he should have done with his bride. A roar formed in his throat, raw and painful, but he held it back. He couldn’t flip out just yet. He needed his brother. Vicker closed his eyes and thought of Cassia. He appeared at the bottom of the stairs in a house. He looked around him, and sure enough he caught his brother's scent. He was som
