Jasmine POV
The air was cold. That unnatural, bone-deep kind of cold that had nothing to do with the weather or time of the day. It shouldn’t have bothered me, but it did. Time had gone by, and I still didn’t have news about what was happening outside.
After walking back and forth for what seemed like a lifetime, studying Leila’s chant and trying to get hold of Reagan, something in the air shifted. I stood completely still, the scarf Leila gave me clutched against my chest, heart pounding in my throat.
Then I heard it. Leila’s voice. I wanted to go out and see for myself that Leila was doing fine. Sean or not, I should make sure Leila was safe.
I opened the door. The creaking sound made the scene outside the hall stop. Halting, I stared at the man standing a few feet from Leila. It w
