Chapter 43

• Jace: A Pall Over the Vows
• It's morning and Alina’s pacing again, her gown trailing along the polished tiled floor. Her cheeks are flushed, her eyes cloudy with a mix of anger and fear.
• “You’re still defending her,” she says, stopping in front of me with her hands held out, pleading. “I swear, Jace, you’re blind when it comes to Sheila. She’s been trying to kill us all, and you’re still, still clinging to the idea that she's got some soft spot for you.”