Chapter 193: Just The Beginning

The door crashed open, startling the woman who looked up with dread etched across her face, only to exhale with relief when she saw the familiar figure.

"Lila..." The Fae Queen breathed out in relief, clutching the edge of her gown.

But Lila’s expression was anything but reassuring, and dread coiled tight in the Queen’s stomach.

"He’s here, isn’t he?" she asked, her voice strained.

Lila gave a grim nod.

The Queen’s hands began to tremble as she paced the small room, her gown sweeping the floor in frantic movements. "How did he find us so quickly?"

"I don’t know. I thought we’d thrown him off our trail." Lila glanced toward the door with growing tension. "We need to get the princess out of here."

The Queen’s head snapped toward the door, her features hardening as if sensing a presence beyond. "I’m afraid that’s too late."

A deep, guttural growl resonated from beyond the wooden frame, sending shivers through both women. The Queen rushed to the cradle, scooping up her sleeping child.

"Get behind me, my queen," Lila commanded, pushing the Fae Queen behind her as she took a defensive stance.

For a moment, the growling ceased, and silence fell. The women looked at each other but the hope was short-lived as a loud bang rattled the door, making both them jump.

The Queen clutched the child who stirred and began to cry, her distressed wails piercing through the air as if sensing the danger.

the child’s cries only grew louder as another bang

she stood her ground. But deep down,

crash, the door

against her ribs, and her clothes clung to her damp skin. She dragged in ragged breaths,

hell was

edges of her mind and Violet swore she could still feel the fear, the urgency, and the terrifying threat that had gripped hold of

the dream have something to do with her Fae origin, or was

Lila, and the figure

arm. There were so many things going on in her life right now and it was not surprising it would manifest in

dwell on it further, a loud bang echoed

gripped Violet. Her pulse spiked as she sat up slowly, her

thud rattled the door, making her roommates stir awake with confused,

a moment, Violet considered ignoring it

squared her shoulders and stepped toward the door. There would be no

breath, Violet swung the

the door slamming against the wall with a loud crack. The rush of bodies knocked

"Hello, bitches!"

firing a confetti cannon with a manic smile as colorful ribbons rained down around her. Her eyes gleamed with pure,

Violet’s stomach sank.

Fuck. It had begun.

She should have known.

a Rogue," Elsie announced with theatrical glee, "Rogues are outcasts and

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