KELLY THOMPSON'S POV

The laughter snaked through the shadows, a sinister caress against my skin. "Ah, the mighty Luna Queen has come to play in my garden," crooned a voice as ancient as the darkness itself. There was a rustle, a shift in the air, and then she stood before us, the witch of the Forbidden Glade.

"Your trespass here will cost you dearly," she hissed, her eyes glowing with a malevolent light. "The Black Faes do not take kindly to interlopers, and your little investigation" - her ...