His words are meant to be pacifying, to help me calm down so I can focus. But the idea that my magic has changed sounds terrible. Especially when I just started to get a hang of the things I have been practicing. The magic I have been doing over the last few weeks has been all vicarious through E

We try for what seems like forever to get our elements to work. The positive side is that the twins now no longer need help to manipulate theirs. The downside is we have no idea what to do with them or what else we are missing, and the tornado still isn’t coming down. We have all tried firing at

Dakota goes to move but I stop him again. “Wait, we don’t know what happened. We can’t just blindly walk around. There could be traps or guards that aren’t friendly if things didn’t go our way.” “What are you thinking, Tiny?” “It’s obviously been long enough that there isn’t someone standing wat

We head inside and I move towards the stairs and an arm wraps around my waist. “Where do you think you’re going?” Dakota growls in my ear. “Upstairs.” I point over my shoulder. “Not that way, Smalls. This way.” He throws me over his shoulder and walks to the back of the staircase and we meet up w

I roll my eyes and scrub my face with my hands. How can I argue with a request like that? Even though I want to so badly. I want my turn to beat the sh*t out of him, but I know if the situation was reversed and it was Kaley in the room, smugly waiting for my mates, I would ask them not to go too.