Salem’s silent assassin still couldn’t believe what was happening. Her? A breeder of Grimm? Could it be real?

She, Cinder, and Emerald had offered themselves to Salem’s plan—Cinder first of all, then Emerald following the Autumn Maiden’s lead, then Neo coming behind. That decision had been made yesterday, but it almost seemed like it took place a lifetime ago. Had she really agreed to surrender her body to such a plan?

Within Salem’s palace—a sinister construct of red stone at the edge of the world through which the Grimm prowled—distant echoes sounded down the halls. They were faint, but Neo’s ears picked up on them expertly. They were two women she knew well: Cinder and Emerald…