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Ajax palmed the back of his neck and blew out a breath. “Right, well, Melek is clearly fine. What do we do about everything else?”

“We rely on Cami’s instincts,” I said without hesitation. “She says this is from the Source and it’s something Vivaxia is doing to it or to Typhos. So I say we find Typhos, but as a team. We can’t split up. Not when we can’t hear each other. And we need Cami’s guidance.”

She stared at me for a beat, her throat working again. Then she nodded. “Did Typhos make it to the Morpheus Kingdom?” Her eyes widened as she finished the question. “Yes. Yes, he did. That’s why I feel so out of it. It’s a kingdom of dream creatures, right?”

“Not quite accurate,” Melek coughed out.

“Strigoi dreamwalk but need blood to survive. Kind of like vampires. And Ghouls primarily eat nightmares,” I added but quickly reverted back to the topic at hand. “What do you mean byout of it?”

“Everything feels muted,” she told me, her brow furrowing. “Like I’m too calm. Like everything is, well, adream. I…” Her frown deepened. “Az, I think the Source is trying to tell me that the Morpheus Kingdom is in danger. I can’t explain why I feel that way; I… I just do.”

“A queen’s instincts,” I murmured, nodding. Then I shared another look with Ajax. “You feel anything?”

“Not a thing.” He glanced at our Hellhound audience. “Have you heard anything from the Morpheus Kingdom?” he asked Garmr.

The lead Hellhound shook his head, causing his long silver hair to dance along his bare shoulders. “Want me to see what I can find out?”

“No,” I replied, taking over the conversation and facing him head-on. “But I do want you to help us find safe passage to the Netherworld Kingdom.”

From there, we would use the tunnel to reach the Morpheus Kingdom.

Because if something was happening to Ty there, I suspected we wouldn’t be able to just ash in. We needed to approach this carefully. Evaluate the situation. And figure out our next move.

Vivaxia might be a queen on her side of the board, and she might have captured our king.

But we had our own queen to play. One Vivaxia would likely underestimate. She’d created Cami, probably considered her a puppet in this game.

However, we knew the truth.

Camillia De la Croix was our Hell Fae Queen.

Which made it our job as her protectors to maneuver her through the realm. Get her there unharmed. Properly charged.

And ready to fight.

Because it was time for Vivaxia to fall, once and for all.

CHAPTER 34

TYPHOS

Meanwhile…

Vivaxia trailed her manicured nails down Nos’s throne—a throne that once glowed with power. Power I’d given the Strigoi to help them thrive.

Now it simply resembleddeath.

How fitting that Vivaxia would choose this relic to stroke. Perhaps it was prophetic.

Melek, I called mentally.Vivaxia is in the Strigoi Palace.

I waited for him to react, to feel his surprise.

A surprise I very much echoed.

Because this shouldn’t have been possible. She’d claimed to have akey.

“What key?” I asked her. Though, I knew better than to expect a straightforward reply, or really any at all.