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I’d never heard an archangel cuss so much as Cade did when he saw the empty box. I stood there in shock, watching him pace around it. He ran his fingers through his hair, his face a vivid red.
The book had to be there. There was no way Nevada would lie about it. She was devastated when she told me that Niamh betrayed not only my own mother, but also the entire witch community.
“Maybe it’s in there and we just can’t see it,” I said. “You know, like the Sanctuary. It’s there, but hidden by magic.”
He paused, looking excited. “You have a point. But how do we open it? There doesn’t seem to be an opening.”
He ran his hands over the box. It hung suspended in air with nothing below it or above. I walked around it, looking for a hint of an opening.
“Maybe I can break it open.” I took out
