Chosen

I’m fully bound to Caius, and I don’t regret it. I carry more than his blood within me, and I don’t regret that either.

Although we found safety, we can’t hide because souls aren't the only thing at stake anymore, and time is running out as we race toward the dagger and whatever future comes after.  

The veils themselves are weakening. Everyone knows my secret. Old wounds are forcing me to stop and face them. And now, I have more to fight for than the Lost. I’ve never had so much to lose.