Winston POV
I have been pacing around the portal for months. The branches of the surrounding trees twist and curve to create a perfect circle. I can feel the magic pulsating within the circle but cannot find a way in. I don't end up in the Immortal Realm every time I walk through the circle. There has to be something I am missing.
Today, I sit in front of the portal, and I watch as the scenery changes inside it. It is teasing me because when I approach the circle, it becomes stable once again. I dig my hands into the dirt beside me and toss handfuls at the portal. A growl rumbles in my chest, and it echoes through the trees.
I am ready to give up for the day when I hear Edward's voice. My mind must be playing tricks on me. He decided to stay behind. He doesn't care for Macy even
