Author's Note: This is an exclusive excerpt from the final book in the Kanin Chronicles.
"So, what do you say, white rabbit?" Konstantin Black asked. "Friends?"
He sat on the stool next to me, his gaze was unwavering. His thick eyebrows arched hopefully above the dark silver of his eyes, and the black waves of his hair fell over his face as he tilted toward me.
All I could do was gape at him, too stunned to think or move. I didn't even know if he was really there or not. It would make more sense that I had unknowingly passed out in a random diner in Missouri, and I was suffering from a stress induced nightmare or possibly a lysa.
There was no way that Konstantin could be here with me. Not after I'd spent five days on the run from Doldastam after being arrested for treason and accused of murdering the Skojare Prince Kennet Biâelse and my friend Kasper Abbott.
I'd done everything in power to stay under the radar - I only used cash and burner phones, and I hadn't even built up t...