I don’t remember falling asleep. One moment I’m slumped against Noah in the backseat, Emily curled up between Liam and Grace, the world spinning softly around the edges…and the next...I’m somewhere else. Somewhere cold. Somewhere wrong. The air smells like damp wood and old magic. Shadows cling to the walls like they’re alive. I know this place even though I’ve never been here. Jason’s cabin. My stomach twists.
I hear footsteps, heavy, angry, and then Jason bursts through the door, slamming it behind him so hard the frame shudders. His aura is a storm, dark and violent, still crackling with the magic I hit him with. He’s furious. He’s hurting. And he’s blaming her.
“Delaney!” he roars, voice echoing through the cabin. My heart lurches. Mom. I’m pulled downward, like something is dragging
