Rhysand’s POV

I couldn't take my eyes off the message, and I could tell how simple the message was, but it held a beehive of threats in it. He wants Kethan in less than twenty-four hours.

I knew it was a deadline, but I knew this was an invitation to hurry my plans and not make any mistakes before he strikes first. 

And panic is leverage.

My jaw tightens as I lock the device and put it back into my pocket. 

Occasionally I wished I never came back home; my father is dead, and I don't ...