Chapter 17

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The Wild Hunt

Emma

I woke up to a nock on my window. I groaned and sat up. I looked at my window, a figure crouched on my window sill. A boy. With fair blond hair. Ripped jeans and a black shirt. He had a eye on his hand. A shadowhunter. Mark Anthony Blackthorn.
I rushed to the window lifting it open. Warm Los Angelos air poured in along with the scent of boy. Mark to be exact. "Mark!!" I exclaimed as he crawled through the window. "Dont talk. I have to give you the message!!" He spoke rushed and fevirish. "But your family will want to see you!!" I told him. He shook his head. "Emma, listen to me. Lady Midnight is indanger. Her brother is planning her exicution. For next month on the full moon. The Wild Hunt listens to the Unseelie ruler only. They will be forced to carry out the execution. I will be forced to particapate!!" He told me, and I heard the laughs of the Wild Hunt ring through the air. "I have to go, Gwyn will be wondering where I am." Mark rushed crawling through the window. He jumped into the air. I moved to the window but he raced across the sky joining the herds if creatures and flying motorcycles.

Julian opened my door. "Whats all the noise?" He asked, and I whirled to face him. My parabatia, my love. "Mark gave me a message." I said, his gorgeous eyes widened. "Laddy Midnight is going to be executed on the next full moon. And there's nothing Mark can do to stop it."

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