more, but it wasn’t enough to have me worried. Finn’s friends, or whatever they were, easily took control of the situation and began capturing as many of Edgar’s army as they could. Those left alive, anyway.
I glanced around and breathed a sigh of relief that at least one of our problems was taken care of. I couldn’t imagine Edgar was important enough to whoever had brought him back before that they’d spend the time collecting the millions of pieces that I’d obliterated him into.
I moved to go to Finn but was intercepted when a dark-skinned fae with a teal band around his forearm approached. He reached out to me, taking my forearm. “We’ve never officially met, but I’m glad our time has finally come. I knew you would be the help we needed.”
My brows pinched in confusion. “And you would be?”
“I am Mosi.”
My eyes turned to Finn, plenty of questions running through my mind as to how he had set all of this up and what else I might not know about, but it would have to wait for later. I was more curious about the fae before me.
When my attention went back to Mosi, my chest tightened at what my eyes were trying to process. The fae hadn’t had his wings out when he approached me, but they were on full display now. Platinum wings unlike any color I’d ever seen before were spread out behind him.
More importantly, they weren’t leather or gossamer. They were feathered. Just like mine, but also different, because he wasn’t a dark fae. The magic pulsing off Mosi had the energy inside me warring for power, but I managed to keep it locked down.
“Well, Mosi. I think I’m going to need more than a name to know who you really are,” I said once I had my composure in check.
He smiled until wrinkles lined his mahogany eyes. “Yes, there is much to discuss, but first, we must clean up our mess here. My people will take care of the remaining Renegades, and you’re—”
Mosi disappeared before finishing his sentence. In shock, I turned to Finn to ask what the hell that was. Then, a thud sounded from behind us and Finn’s energy burst to life beside me. I swiveled around and let my fury soar like never before.
Chapter 24
King Zephyr stood behind us with Dain at his side and no Ivy in sight. Rage flowed in waves from Finn in the form of magic, allowing mine to rise even higher as I soaked it in. Dain had been working against us all along, and neither of us had seen it. While I hoped Ivy was still okay, I paid Dain no attention as I stared down the fae who had turned me into a killer.
I was not prepared to fight him, but I wouldn’t bow down to this king ever again. The weapon that might have been able to at least hurt the king, if not worse, had just been used on the only person who hated King Zephyr nearly as much as I did. Besides the fact that I’d once killed Edgar, he should have worked on trying to get me on his side, not holding on to something I’d done more than seven years ago.
“Hello, Lucinda. It’s been a long time,” King Zephyr sneered, then added, “Or has it only been a day? You never were good enough at doing what needed to be done. Always too emotionally involved. Even after all these years, you couldn’t help calling me Zephy and giving yourself away. Though, I will admit, you nearly had me fooled.”
Gods, I hadn’t even considered the consequences of the nickname. The name had slipped so easily from my tongue. Apparently, I was still holding on to some residual effects from the years of mental torment.
Kill the king!
The darkness within me exploded more powerfully to the surface than ever, and my wings widened of their own accord, nearly taking out Finn with their sharp edges while he was having a stare-down with Dain.
“What do you want?” I snapped, pissed the hell off that King Zephyr clearly hadn’t eaten the soup and phase two had been botched.
He shook his head. “I should be asking you the same question. You’re the one who came to the only place you were banished from. I’d like to know what made you think you could beat me this time, considering you’d failed at killing me before.”
I seethed. “I never tried to kill you. I saved your life