Now this third book? I definitely enjoyed it more than the last one!
First off, I have to admit, I was totally wrong about the whole professor trope. Like Kryll said in the fourth book, “He’s been about as useful as a chocolate teapot.” I mean, I really thought he was going to be someone important. He’s the head professor of Fae, for crying out loud, and yet he’s practically nonexistent. Add that to the fact that even King August told Addi she could trust him with her life—but for what? He hasn’t shown up for anything crucial, hasn’t done anything. At all. Period. 🙄
Meanwhile, we’re seeing more of Professor Beau (which I totally don’t hate 🥵), but it really makes me wonder, what even is Fairbourne’s purpose??
Anyway! There was a lot more action and exciting stuff in this one, which definitely kept me hooked. And can we talk about Addi? I love how she always stands on business.
Yes, she has four whipped kryptos who basically worships the ground she walks on and will do anything for her but I love how she's always her own woman. Strong, independent, capable, and fierce. Even though she can rely on them, she makes it a point to fight her own battles. She’s such a badass. This kind of FMC is exactly what I seek and LOVE to read about.
Gods, I adore her. And Addi with her four kryptos? She walks them like a dog. Yes. Oh my god. I love them. The way they each express their love for her? Ugh! I'm all for it. Who can blame Addi? I'd want them all for myself too. 😩
“I choose neither.” 💯
My alpha. (THIS FUCKING GETS ME EVERYTIME! I AM SO FERAL FOR HIM!! 🥵)
“Aww, you’re growing,” I joke, hearing the patronizing tone to my voice, but he doesn’t acknowledge it.
“Growing? I feel like I’m falling.”
“Falling?”
“For you.”
“You’ve been busy,” I state, cocking a brow at him, and he grins.
“I had someone to be busy for.” He says it so casually, like there’s barely any weight to those words, but I feel them. Every ounce.
Alpha, help me. (I SWEAR I CAN'T 😩)
“Fuck Bozzelli. I’m here to win, Cassian. W. I. N. Against Bozzelli’s liking, against Vallie, against every wolf, every vampire, or any other origin who desperately wants my head on a spike. I’m here to win against all of you. Whatever it takes. Including whatever this is.”
“I walked through the doors of the academy with one thing in mind: become the next leader, the new heir, the royal I know I can be.” My chest tightens, aware that I’m no longer the same man who walked through those doors such a short time ago, and it’s all because of her. “But if it comes down to it, if it was just me and you at the end of the race…I’d fall and stumble to watch you rise, to see you shine, to be in the presence of your greatness as you reclaim who you were always meant to be.”
“What does it mean if I feel weightless? Like, my heart is calm, my soul full, and my entire body is serene?”
“I’m quite sure that’s how I would describe feeling content.”
Content.
Huh.
“That’s how you make me feel,” I blurt, and her smile somehow gets cuter, warmer, happier.
“This view leaves me breathless,” I gush, unable to contain the awe it strikes in my bones.
“I couldn’t agree more.”
Turning to him, my cheeks heat when I realize he’s not basking in our surroundings like I am.
No.
He’s staring straight at me.
(KRYLL AND CASSIAN HAVE ME ON A FUCKING CHOKEHOLD)