The next morning, Carson and I woke up as the sun started to rise. Per our habit, we sat outside to drink our coffee. Emotionally, I was on much sturdier footing than yesterday. While I was still disappointed, I was focused and ready to get this confrontation done. Once our coffee was finished and we were dressed, we headed to Xavier’s office for a few last-minute details. Shortly, Carson and I headed out to lay our magical breadcrumbs for my bastard ex to follow. He was never the brightest bulb in the box, so I had no doubt that he would eagerly track my magical “scent” right to the trap the pack was laying. My only hope was that whoever he was working for would be tempted enough by the limitless power of the ley lines and follow along.
Carson was nervous, but shifted into Rocco and sta
