Callie’s POV
We didn’t stop moving for hours.
The road kept stretching ahead of us beneath a sickly gray sky while the forest slid slowly past the fogged windows of the car, and still I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was watching us from somewhere impossible beyond the world itself.
The man covered in symbols.
The last heir.
The sentence written across the car.
Everything remained stuck inside my head like cold dampness.
Asher was driving too fast.
I knew because for over an hour now he had been tightening his jaw every time another vehicle appeared coming from the opposite direction. Jonas remained silent in the passenger seat, though I could feel perfectly well that he was thinking the same thing I was.
We saw her.
All three of us.
That changed everything.
The last
