Darkest Mercy: Wicked Lovely, Book 5 by Melissa Marr

Author:Melissa Marr
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Love & Romance, Magic, Science Fiction, Fantasy Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Fairies, General, Royalty, Fantasy, Etc, Rulers, Kings, Young Adult Fiction, Fiction, Etc., Fairy Tales & Folklore, Queens
ISBN: 9780061659256
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-02-21T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Donia stepped into the street outside the Summer regents’

building and paused. I can do this. I can lead my court, and I can be an ally to

Keenan’s court. The alternatives all seemed to lead to violence. We can work together. The world they knew was unstable, but they were not their

predecessors. Going into the Summer Court and not reacting with anger proved that. That doesn’t mean I will stay there a moment longer than I

must. Standing in the home he shared with Aislinn and trying not to think about them together was more than she was ready to handle. She didn’t

wait for guards to arrive, but Sasha had already appeared and now loped alongside Donia. Most of the time, the wolf didn’t follow anyone’s whim

but his own, and if he thought she should be accompanied, she would be.

As Donia walked, she thought about the past, the moments she and Keenan were at odds, and the times they were close. He’d never wanted to hurt her, had never wanted to hurt any of the girls who’d tried to love him. Instead, he’d assigned guards, and of course, given Sasha to the first

Winter Girl. Once, a long time ago, Donia had thought the unnaturally large wolf was a part of the Summer Court.

He’d been there when she lifted

the Winter Queen’s staff, had helped her when she stumbled that first day.

“Even now, I want to protect him,” she told Sasha. “It’s never going to change, is it? I wish I could stop loving him, but . . . you should’ve seen him.

He hates Irial—for good reason—and has had conflict with Niall, but if I asked him to go to the Dark Court, he would.

He’s good , even if he’s not

good for me.”

The wolf paused and stared at her. He didn’t, of course, answer, but she was certain that he understood her.

Sasha wasn’t an ordinary wolf.

Wolves don’t live for centuries. What he was, she didn’t know. Keenan hadn’t known either: a “creature of Faerie” was all he’d said.

Sasha nudged her with his massive head, and Donia resumed walking.

She trailed a thin line of frost in her wake. It wasn’t enough to destroy all of the new buds that were starting to force themselves through the earth,

but she wasn’t trying to destroy them. A flux between seasons was natural and right. It wasn’t yet time for true spring. Soon. This year, when spring

came, she thought she might retreat to the far north. If I survive the coming fight.

After walking several blocks, Donia realized she was being watched. On the roofs nearby, crows lined up. One after the next, they came.

“You could go,” she told Sasha. “Run.” The wolf glared at her and then continued to pad silently at her side.

The crows did nothing, but more and more of them swooped in and settled on every visible ledge. Mortals started pointing at the birds. Just

what we need. Bananach was flaunting the rules. She was stronger than she’d ever been in Donia’s life, and in her strength, she was brazen.

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