Auren POV

“Don’t eat that,” Lorien’s voice finally broke the silence, quiet but firm. I turned to look at her, and the second our eyes met, she squeezed hers shut as though she could pretend she hadn’t spoken at all.

If I didn’t know better if I didn’t know what she was maybe I’d have thought she actually cared whether I got sick from spoiled pie. But I did know better. I shook my head as I dug out a fresh set of clothes from the dresser.

Fae weren’t known for their ...