CHAPTER ELEVEN
RHYS FLINCHED AS A piece of wrought iron clattered to the floor and Finn slammed her hand down.
"I'm going!" She swiped her phone off the table and dropped it into the bag she clutched in her other hand.
"No, you're not!" Keagan's bellow echoed through the cavernous forge. The floor trembled as he stomped towards them, the muscles in his biceps twitching as he clenched his hands into fists like hammers. Rhys kept a wise distance away, suddenly regretting having involved Finn in his escapades. Seema, on the other hand, wandered aimlessly around the hearth, weaving amongst tools and half-finished projects, her swaying saunter feline even though she was human at the moment.
Finn stopped and glared at her father. Rhys followed her fierce gaze. "You don't get a say." Finn's h
