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Liam scowled. “What’s there to be hesitant about? If there are some fae in this realm who are willing to ally with us against this threat, then we need to do whatever it takes to get them to listen.”
Bree’s cheeks flamed. He was right, of course. So far, everything she’d done had been to save the realms. And she’d argued against Taveon so that he might do the same. If she did not do everything in her power, she’d be a hypocrite, and she would never forgive herself if the demons won.
“All right,” she whispered, wincing. “I can try to convince Eurig to listen to me. There’s just one problem, though.”
“And that is?” Norah arched a brow.
“It’s a bit of a journey, and I’d need to go myself. That means leaving you all here. And if I return to the castle to tell Taveon what I plan, he’ll probably try and stop me. With Taveon being the way he is right now…”
“We’ll be fine,” Norah said firmly, her eyes alight with a furious fire. “King Taveon and I have crossed paths before. I can handle him.”
* * *
Bree transformed into fur, fangs, and claws and raced across the night-drenched lands. Her heart pounded in time with the steady thump of her paws as the world wheeled by. She passed forests and ponds and rolling hills. Lord Dagen had once shown her a map of Underworld, so she knew which paths to take and which to avoid. The last thing she wanted to do was end up rushing straight into a village full of vicious Wilde Fae.
She didn’t want to imagine Taveon’s face when he found out where she’d gone. He was already angry with her, though. What was a little more? If he’d just listened to her, she wouldn’t have to turn to the outposters to provide the support they needed.
How could he be so stubborn? So blind to such a great threat? Yes, Fillan could be lying. But what if he wasn’t? They couldn’t just ignore the possibility.
Panting, she thundered to a stop at the edge of Underworld. She’d been running a full day and night. She didn’t have time to waste. The Otherworld fae might leave any day now. Norah and her mates would do their best to convince them to hold true, but she knew it was a great deal to ask.
But she was here. At the wooden dock looking out at the sea. In the distance, she spotted hundreds of small wooden huts suspended above the water. The outposts. She was here.
