Chapter Fifteen Griffin
“It’s happening.” Brandon’s hands shook as he paced the span of the library. He’d left to retrieve Regan’s Grimoire. A book Griffin had grown up seeing. It was never far from Regan’s reach, but she never let him touch it.
It was spelled so that no one could open it without her permission. It seemed her death was her final permission because Brandon O’Rourke set the book on the table, letting it fall open.
Griffin gasped at the sight of Regan’s handwriting. It shouldn’t hurt to see it after all this time, but it did. Like a knife right through his heart.
“I am so sorry, Griffin.” Brandon turned his sad gaze on him. “I hoped the truth of her darkness had died with her.” He thumbed through the grimoire, searching for whatever he believed was relevant now. “She was
