She’s Coming Home

Ella

Eastonians don’t have cell phones.

It’s not like I didn’t try…. Hell, I spent the first ten years of my tenure as Queen of Eastonia trying to convince my people that at least some of the technology in Crescent Falls is a good thing.

But Eastonia is home to skeptical, superstitious people. They like their privacy–and unobstructed views, apparently. They weren’t about to let me marr that by building cell towers on the mountains that separate my kingdom from my brother’s.

But, a cell phone would be fantastic at a time like this.

I whirl toward Ryatt, my mate, my husband, and the love of my life, and ball my hands into fists.

“Ryatt,” I say as steadily as possible, “why are the Ghosts in Crescent Falls?”

Ryatt swallows hard, his jaw tensing as he looks into the whirling depths of the magic mirror at my back. Isaac is already gone from view, and so is Alpha King Jaxon of Tarisan.

The two kings were just filling Ryatt in on the little inconvenience that turned into a massive prob