The Enemy to the Living (The Wild Hunt #2)

I serve the Wild Hunt. I cannot disobey. I fear the consequences if I do.

Joining the Wild Hunt was a simple choice, if not an easy one, and not one that I truly regret. Now, on the hunt for high fae twins who are known for the mischief they cause, I see no reason to do anything but serve in the same way I always have.

That is, up until my path crosses with his. Quinn. He has fallen in with the twins, fallen far too deep, and though the fights he participates in may help him work through his anger...

I serve the Wild Hunt. I cannot disobey. I fear the consequences if I do.

Joining the Wild Hunt was a simple choice, if not an easy one, and not one that I truly regret. Now, on the hunt for high fae twins who are known for the mischief they cause, I see no reason to do anything but serve in the same way I always have.

That is, up until my path crosses with his. Quinn. He has fallen in with the twins, fallen far too deep, and though the fights he participates in may help him work through his anger and fear and grief, I cannot help the ominous feeling that whatever deal he has struck will only end poorly.

I should not care. Quinn is simply another wolf, young and vulnerable, one from whom I should keep my distance.

But instincts run deep, and my need to care for this pup runs even deeper than that. He may be everything I have not allowed myself to hope for, but to realise that dream, I truly must risk all that I am.

What choice will I make when his bargain is broken?

What will I sacrifice to save him?