Chapter Twenty-Seven
Sydney was up before everyone, including her parents. Her broken sleep had her resting her head against the coolness of the benchtop, an untouched cup of hot chocolate beside her. Soft footsteps caused her heart to speed up and she turned to face the interruption. Seeing it was Corrin didn’t help her heart drop back to its normal pace.
“Is all well?”
“Yeah, right. Just perfect. Orlaith would love to spend an eternity torturing me along with everyone I care about and Chelsea’s parents expect her home tonight.”
Corrin stopped behind her. “We will keep her safe.”
Sydney turned back to her cup, fiddling with the warm handle. “How?”
“We have an entire day to prepare. We will surround the house with a circle of salt like we did here.”
She spun to face him. “I want eve
