The world is dark and quiet, except for the soft rustling of leaves and the cry of a a wolf in the distance.

I jump up from a sound sleep to Milo's voice. POP! POP!POP! Suddenly confetti rains down on the room, fluttering around and getting stuck in my surprised, open mouth.

I lock eyes with Sasha and know, somehow, that she's thinking the same thing I am; This doesn't feel like an illusion. This feels real.

Fairy be, what have have I gotten myself into?