Chapter 620: Denied Entry

The cool, dark of the basement welcomed me, Charlotte stepping out beside me into our plane. I immediately felt Gram's touch, knew she was home, felt her summon me to the kitchen.

Only problem? I was aware before I finished the climb to the top of the stairs her trip with Varity didn't go as planned.

Surprising how the first rays of daylight shone in the kitchen window. How easy it was to forget time moved differently both in the Sidhe realm and on Demonicon. I'd lost the entire night to my travels. Odd, I didn't feel tired, not even a little. Knowing there would likely be slim opportunity for sleep in the next day or so, I figured my unusual wakefulness was a good thing.

Gram thudded the lid of the waffle maker so hard the thing bounced. Varity sat, cross-legged and clearly irritated, from the way her magic vibrated at an erratic frequency. She slumped in her seat at the kitchen table while Shenka met my eyes with a little shake of her head. Her magic set out plates and cutlery as