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282 pages, Kindle Edition
First published February 4, 2015
⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱*Not bad, but still not good enough*⋰⋱⋰⋱⋰⋱

Only a few months ago, I was a collector. I hunted fae.
Now, I am the one hunted.
If death didn’t beat them to it first.
My mouth and mind were no longer connected because I suddenly uttered, “Your sister was right. You keep toes warm.”
I could have sworn I heard him utter, “And what about your heart?” But sleep took me under its wing, taking all comprehension between reality and the dreamworld away.
Ryker huffed and grabbed several plastic packets of honey and shoved them in with Sprig.
A gleeful monkey chirped in response.
“Ryker,” I exclaimed, glaring at him with disbelief. “I told him no.”
“It’ll shut him up.” He shrugged. “It’s only honey. What’s it really going to hurt?”
Again, the surrealness of the moment sank in. A smile slowly curled my mouth. “If we’re not consistent with him, he’s not going to learn.” I used my best “mother” voice. “He needs rules, and you cannot undermine me when I tell him no.”
Ryker eyes widened slightly before he got my joke. He snorted, looking back at his plate. “Guess we know who the fun parent is.”
I laughed—an actual belly laugh. It was the first time since Daniel’s and Lexie’s deaths.
It felt good.



Oh West!!! Can I have more of his story? Please i miss my dark dwellers and he was always a favorite of mine




