Alec
Celeste was asleep in the adjoining tent. I could hear her breathing through the canvas, slow and steady, the kind of deep sleep that only comes after the body has been pushed past its limits.
The rest of us sat around the table in the command tent. Darien was directly across from George. Josh sat at Darien’s side, and Leo stood at his usual post beside me, leaning against the table with his arms folded. A single lantern burned between us.
Josh, in his usual animated way, explained what had happened at Specter when Celeste heard the news about Alec. How a storm had rolled in out of nowhere, black clouds and howling wind, and then vanished the moment she collapsed. “There’s too much coincidence about it. She summoned that storm. Her emotions pulled it out of thin air.” Josh leaned f
