The cabin materializes around me in a rush of cold air and dying embers. My head throbs. My ribs ache. My magic flickers like a candle in a storm. But none of that matters. Because I saw her. Raven. My daughter. My blood. My legacy. And now I know what she truly is.
Jason storms into the room the second I appear, eyes blazing. “Where the hell have you been? Delaney and Drake got away! We had them...”
“I don’t care,” I say flatly.
Jason freezes. “What?”
I brush ash from my sleeve, ignoring the pain in my side. “Let them run. They’re irrelevant now.”
His jaw clenches. “Irrelevant? Delaney was the key to...”
“She was,” I correct. “Past tense.”
Jason stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. Maybe I have. Maybe I don’t care. Because everything changed tonight.
He steps closer. “Where’s Rave
