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gestured for Raven to step away from the window for a moment. “They’re here. I sense her.”
    “I know.” The black feather landed in Raven’s hand, soothing at least one of his fears. “We can get to them now.”
    Robin nodded, glancing at the female cop before going invisible.
    “Follow the feather,” Raven whispered before he, too, disappeared in a swirl of blackness.
    Raven broke apart, each tiny bird drawn to the feather as it floated through the police station. Locks and bars meant nothing to him as he maneuvered through the jail, the whisper of the feather pulling him ever onward.
    When the feather landed in front of one particular beige door, Raven pulled himself together.
    His father quickly appeared at his side, and with a simple hand gesture disabled the cameras focused on their hallway. “We don’t have much time.”
    “I have all I need right here.” Raven picked up the feather and pressed it against the lock, working it until he heard a satisfying click. He opened the door with a flourish. “Your maiden awaits, good sir.”
    Robin’s eyes sparkled as Michaela came barreling out of the room, throwing herself into Robin’s arms. “You came!”
    “Of course I did,” Robin crooned. “Don’t I always when you are involved?”
    Michaela giggled. “Evil man.” She wriggled until she was tucked comfortably under Robin’s arm. “Come on out, guys. We’re busting out of this joint.”
    Ruby stepped out, muttering something about being so dead, followed by Moira. The redhead glanced around and seemed disappointed to find only Robin and Raven there.
    “Can I come too?”
    Raven stared into the room, mesmerized by the wicked gleam in Amanda’s sapphire-blue eyes. Her blonde hair was pulled back in a loose side braid, little wisps dancing free here and there to give her a softer look. She wore a sleeveless turtleneck dress in midnight blue that hit her mid-thigh and a pair of knee-high black boots. “Amanda. I hear you’ve been naughty.”
    Her brows rose. “Do I know you?” Her gaze took him in from top to bottom. “Because I think I’d remember you.”
    Well. That hurt. “We met briefly at the Dunne farm right before you left for your party.” And he’d wanted to fling her over his shoulder and carry her off into the night, hide her away were no other eyes would see her. But instead he’d followed his father to Shane’s workshop, where Robin’s small group of friends were having their own gathering.
    Shane’s workshop smelled like cigars and fine whiskey, and Raven’s pockets were several hundred dollars lighter, but he’d never had so much fun playing poker in his life. It hadn’t been interrupted until Robin announced that the women were in trouble.
    Leo had remained behind reluctantly, informing Aileen and Sean what was going on. Duncan and Jaden were forced to head to the police station in their car.
    Raven and Robin were not bound by the same rules. They’d immediately flown to the jail, arriving within seconds of each other.
    Amanda sniffed dismissively. “Oh, right. Goth boy.”
    Raven’s eyes narrowed. Goth boy? That’s all she thought of him? He gave her his best, most wicked grin, and cupped her chin in his hand. “I’m not the one sitting in a jail cell, mademoiselle. Vous es un petite rebelle, non? ”
    Amanda shivered under his touch. Someone liked it when he spoke in French. He’d remember that.
    “Flirt later, ditch cops now.” Ruby grabbed her friend by the arm and began frog-marching her toward the door.
    Amanda’s gaze was glued to Raven. “But he speaks French .”
    Ruby just marched faster. “Bye, icky jail cell.”
    “You are no fun anymore,” Amanda pouted.
    “How do we do this?” Raven whispered toward Robin. Amanda wasn’t aware that there were fae among them, and unlike a Sidhe, Raven couldn’t cloud her mind.
    “Leave that to me,” Michaela purred. She held out her hand. “Amanda?”
    “Hmm?” Amanda turned back toward