A Court of Moonlight and Feathers

Selene lived in Prythian all her life, but once her mother dies in her arms. She goes to exact revenge on the man she believes responsible.

She failed.

And now she is his prisoner, executioner, and victim.

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Rhysands pov.

I waited for Feyre to make it up the stairs and down the hall before I opened the door to the Illyrian males and the ancient female standing at the front door. Nothing was more important than her comfort, especially after what Mor saved her from.

"Welcome home, bastard," Cassian announced while pulling me in for a hug. His arms squeezing tightly as air slipped from my lungs. "I sensed you were back. Mor filled me in, but I-"

Amren cut him off, pulling Cassian off of me. "Send your dogs out in the yard to play. You and I have matters to discus," her voice lashes like a whip, her words hitting both Cassian and Azriel.

I go to respond when Azriel steps forward, looking at Amren with an icy glaze. "As do I."

"Did you learn more about her?" I whisper, while moving away from the door.

Az shakes his head, "I can't find anymore details on the White Lady, and she won't give me her real name."

I run a hand down my face. "And you are positive that she didn't have a hand in the massacre at the temple?"

His jaw is taught, his head moving in a confirmation. "Who ever she was leading did the dirty work, and left her."

"Would she join us?"

pg. 137-138 ACOMAF