A thunderous growl awakened the entire sleeping forest. Celeste and Lucien woke up abruptly with Lucien clutching his mate sensing danger.

"MEDUSA!" Pure rage radiated from the voice making the frightened couple get up hurriedly to find the lavender-eyed princess Rhysand was roaring the name of.

The moon appeared hazy in the cobalt sky of the dawn. Animals fled to their shelters seeking comfort from the predatory aura filling the atmosphere.

Rhysand was standing in the middle of the living room making the place seemingly shrink in size, his hair messy from sleep and chest heaving heavily. His hands were clutching a yellow piece of parchment with the insignia of...