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one held Keiran’s mate.  
    “Give me Senga,” he demanded.  
    Aimery smiled, his lips peeled menacingly over his teeth as he looked at the Fae. “She has no choice but to do it. Saynarra. Return Senga. Now.”  
    Keiran waited with bated breath for his beloved. Yet nothing happened. He glanced at Saynarra and found her beginning to laugh.  
    She threw back her flaxen head and cackled.   “You want Senga returned?” she asked Keiran. “Then you can have her.”  
    There was a blinding flash. Keiran looked at his feet to find Senga laying half on the snow and half on the blue stones of Drahcir.  
    He went to his knees instantly and dragged her to his chest. “Senga,” he called.   “Senga, I’m here, love.   Open your eyes for me.   You’re home now.   We’re home.”  
    But she didn’t stir.  
    Nay! I can no’ lose her. I willna lose her.  
    Keiran shook her. “Senga! Wake up, love.”  
    “You’ll never wake her,” Saynarra said, the glee evident on her lovely, evil face.  
    “Aimery,” Keiran begged.  
    There was movement behind Keiran as his family gathered around. Their comfort helped, but it wasn’t him in need, it was Senga.  
    “Help her,” he pleaded with the Fae commander when Aimery knelt in front of him.  
    Aimery pressed his lips together in a flat line and ran his hand over Senga. He inhaled deeply and sat back. “Saynarra has put her into a deep sleep where she will stay for eternity.   There’s nothing I can do.”  
    “Nay,” Keiran said with a shake of his head.   His throat tightened with emotion and the…love he had for his mate.   “How? You said the pact was broken.”  
    “It is, which is why you have her now. The other wasn’t part of the pact.”  
    Keiran caressed Senga’s cheek, silently begging her to wake so he could look into her gray eyes and see her beautiful smile. He refused to live without her. A Sinclair never lasted long once his mate was gone.  
    A hand grasped his shoulder. He turned his head to find his father above him. “We can no’ force Saynarra to break the spell. Bring Senga to the palace, son. We’ll figure out what to do, but you can no’ stay here.”  
    He knew his father was right. “What will happen to Saynarra?” he asked Aimery.  
    “I’m going to take her back to the Realm of the Fae. She’ll be punished for what she’s done to your family and Senga.”  
    Keiran turned his gaze to Saynarra and lost his breath as he watched her turn into the Tnarg. The once beautiful Fae was now the hideous beast every Sinclair had tried to kill.  
    The Tnarg looked at Aimery.   “You think to take me where I don’t wish to go?   Think again.”
    “Gods,” Sorin exclaimed behind him.  
    Lucian took a step toward the creature. “I want a piece of her hide.”  
    “Lucian,” Keiran said in a flat tone he knew would halt his brother. When Lucian stopped, Keiran lowered Senga to the ground and rose to his feet.  
    He longed to plunge his sword into the creature, but instead, he kept the weapon in the scabbard at his hip and walked to the Tnarg. “It’s been you all along. You no’ only cursed us and moved our mates to different times, you hunted them.”  
    “And nearly succeeded in killing us and our mates,” Sorin stated angrily.  
    Keiran took in a steadying breath. “Why? Just because my ancestor didna return your love? Are you really that petty?”  
    “I’m Fae,” the beast ground out in a voice unrecognizable as Saynarra. “No one chooses a mortal over a Fae. No one.”  
    “No’ without consequences, aye?” Keiran asked. “After all these centuries when we’ve beaten the odds and returned to Drahcir with our mates, even escaping you, you won in the end. Senga did the most courageous thing a person could do. She sacrificed herself for the happiness of the people of Drahcir.”  
    “Exactly!” the Tnarg shouted. “She wanted the curse lifted for the people, and she didn’t care