Chapter 48

• The man's giggling ground on my nerves, his egotism persevering even notwithstanding his loss. "I don't have a wolf," he sneered, his voice bound with an unpleasant edge. "Your companion hurt a human. He would confront the judgment of the chamber."
• Jason's snarl thundered through the air, a threatening admonition that sent a shudder down my spine. I ventured forward, my voice firm as I added. "No, he'll be fine. Your arrangement won't work. We won't let it."
• Rhysand's eyes limited, his look locked onto the man as he requested, "Who are you? Who sent you?"