LUCIAN'S P.O.V.
When Elizabeth declared Teresa and Luke "Fae Titans," I thought my day couldn't get any stranger. Turns out, I was wrong. Very wrong.
The aftermath was chaos. Teresa glowed like the world's most radiant light bulb, and Luke, her dear older brother, looked like he was seconds away from either fainting or punching someone—maybe both. Add glowing wings, trembling ground, and random vines sprouting everywhere, and we had ourselves a situation.
"Okay," Rylan said, his voice breaking through the chaos around us as he dodged another errant vine. "We need a plan. Preferably one that doesn't involve me getting strangled by veggies."
I shot him a look. "Yeah, no kidding, genius. Got any bright ideas on how to smuggle two glowing people back to the pack without anyone noticing?"
