"Now that everyone is in top shape, shall we take this miscreant downstairs and let the fun begin?" Aunt May declared, her voice dripping with honeyed amusement as she clapped her hands together. The motion sent her silk robe swishing elegantly around her ankles. She looked like a hostess preparing for a soirée rather than someone suggesting a trip to what everyone knew was a torture dungeon.
“Downstairs?” Caelin echoed, the word dropping into her chest like a stone. Her glowing red eyes snapped to her aunt, and her entire body tensed as the realization hit her. “The basement?”
Caelin froze, eyes narrowing as the implications.
“Downstairs!” she exclaimed, horror dawning as she processed her aunt’s words. Without thinking, she launched herself across the cramped interior of the SUV, thr
