Chapter 142

“Fuck,” Nathan cursed, running a hand through his short black hair reflexively. He was dreaming again. He was always dreaming. He tried rubbing his eyes, tried willing himself awake, but those simple tricks never worked anymore. Not when his mark was so powerful.

A few months earlier, Jim had been kidnapped and taken into the Veil by dark fae, a passage of time Jim couldn’t remember. Nathan had tricked a dark fae Messenger into getting his brother back, but now he was marked for bounty by a yet unknown dark sidhe lord. In their hopes of getting the bounty called off before it consumed and killed Nathan, the most they had learned was that the holder of the bounty was a they, but they didn’t even know what that meant.