To escape my fate, I fled to Earth . . . now I'm stuck here.
Earth isn't a safe place for the Fae, but it had to have been safer than staying in Arcadia where some horrible monster was about to end my life . . . right? So, I made a snap decision, opened a portal, and threw myself, Valerian, and Tallin through it.
Totally thought that through. There's no way that decision wasn't going to come back to bite me in the butt. Only it did, because now we're stuck here, in London, where my mother used to live.
I'm lucky my grandmothers didn't forget who I was after the mess I got into with that crone. If not for them, we would have nowhere to go, no way of recharging our magic, and no way of getting home. As it is, things are looking dicey at best . . . and Valerian still doesn't know I'm the reason he's stuck here, too.
Who would have thought the two of us would have a Fate Bond?
All the signs were there, but maybe I didn't want to know.
Contains mature themes.