Chapter 72

Iris

“I’m Caspian. Lucien sent me.”

The high-fae’s voice is calm, but powerful. Almost too calm for someone who just obliterated half a battalion of Zyra’s soldiers with a literal wall of ocean water.

Zane coughs, and my attention travels back to my Beta. His breaths are labored, and the snow is red around him.

“Can you help him?” I whisper at the high-fae, brushing the matted fur from Zane’s face