Chapter 347

• "My plan for now is to stop Marinella," I began, my voice steady despite the whirlwind of emotions within me. "She’s High Lord Delfina’s sister, but she’s more of a monster than a Fae now—thanks to some ancient artifact that’s corrupted her." I spared Andrea the full details of how I’d ended up here after being taken from his Court, but he deserved to know the stakes. "She’s trying to bring the source into the human realm, and she’s leaving a trail of dead werewolves in her wake."
• Andrea’s brow furrowed deeply, his expression one of both alarm and disbelief. "Her plan... it might make everything worse," he muttered, his earth-hued eyes wide as the implications dawned on him. Seeing the confusion on my face, he continued. "Earth represents balance. My Court was the first to sense the instability creeping through this realm, but no one listened until it was already too late. Forcing that much magic into the human realm—a place where magic barely exists—it could destroy everything."
• Despite the creeping urgency gnawing at me, his words sparked something in my mind, sending my thoughts racing. "Could that be what destabilized the Fae realm in the first place?" I asked, the pieces beginning to align, even if only loosely. Andrea’s eyes gleamed, his enthusiasm as raw and bright as gold freshly unearthed.