Turns out the man who rescued me is a fae. And fae really don’t like to be tortured. We might’ve thought we were going to save the students from the academy, but our little revolutionary group ended up torn and injured. And the boy who saved me isn’t just an ordinary human—he is a fae, and he is burning for revenge. Not just for the people who kept him imprisoned in the academy. Not just for my grandfather, who threw him in a dungeon and practically forgot about him, letting him starve and wither away for months. Now it’s up to me to prove that it was worth it. That I was worth it. And that, with his help, we can finally bring this hellhole down. I just need to keep my men together for long enough to save him. To save all of us. If Rory doesn’t kill us all first.