The estate sat exactly as Cole's research suggested, isolated behind overgrown gates and a long neglected drive, but unlike the abandoned farmhouse or the lodge before it, this location hummed with a wrongness that reached even my untrained senses the moment we crossed onto the property.
You feel that, Ronan said quietly, and I nodded, unable to fully articulate the sensation beyond a deep instinctive unease that settled cold in my stomach.
Ritual energy, Mabel confirmed grimly. Active. They've already begun preparations, possibly already begun the summoning itself.
The combined force moved quickly through the overgrown grounds, Ashborn and Hollow Fangs riders coordinating with a precision that suggested the alliance had solidified more genuinely than any of us had expected only days ea
