Giselle
I leave Exia’s office feeling like my world has been turned on its axis. I know my sister wants what’s best for the clan, but there’s so much she doesn’t know, and now that the Clan’s future is at stake, I don’t know if I can tell her.
Would it be selfish of me to tell my sister I can’t agree to her plan? What about Tristan? There are so many unanswered questions.
Seeing that I need to focus on the now, I mount my Ducati and head to the pier.
I don’t need a guide to find Tristan. It’s as if I’m in tune with his presence because I instantly find where he’s stationed.
I look down at my yoga pants and crop top trying to center myself before I use my magic to climb the building.
Tristan is sitting on the ground, his leg vent and back against a brick column as he peruses the empt
