Less than six months ago, my life was twisted and flipped on its side. Things have changed so much I barely recognize myself anymore. I am no longer an enforcer. I am no longer a witch. I no longer hate the Fae. (For the most part) And the sex-on-a-stick-gorgeous-Fae? He isn't really the Dark Prince. No, he is the father of my children and with the babies on the way; the land dying and the Mages closing in; alliances will have to be formed if we are...