Feyre clung to his hand still as his grip loosened, eyes sliding shut as she struggled to catch her breath and steady herself once more. He was going to force her into this. And if Rhys or the inner circle didn’t realize where she was…. Her stomach twisted at the thought.
“…will Alis still be attending me?” Maybe she could get word to Rhys. Alis was the only person that she trusted in the Spring Court. Ianthe was a snake and Lucien was loyal to Tamlin above all others.