Elara'S POV
After casting a quick ward around the farmhouse, I raced to my bedroom to change and pack up what few supplies I needed. The hunters would know about this location, and it was probably being watched, so I needed to get in and out quickly.
It felt liberating to be clothed in jeans, T-shirt, and boots. For the first time in weeks, I was myself again. No more frilly dresses—ever.
I collected a few additional supplies and shrugged into a raincoat. All set, I turned to the open door just as a pang through my chest told me the ward had been breached.
They were here.
I gripped my wand, prepared to teleport, and visualized my destination.
“Elara!” ORION’S voice called from the lower level.
My heart stopped. Was it really him or was this a trick? Only one way to find out.
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