Kaelen'S POV
“Take a right here. Right now!”
Samuel navigated from the passenger seat.
The car wheels screeched when I slammed on the brakes, then hit the gas to make the sharp turn through the Seattle streets. Xavier and Ash let out curses from the back seat. I ignored them and sped along the quiet section of industrial buildings.
The hour was nearing one in the morning. Lysander had never returned from his outing in search of Elara—well over twenty-four hours ago. The enchantress’s curse should have sent him racing home. No, something was really f*****g wrong.
“Now take a left up here,” Samuel said, pointing. “Then the first right.”
I speared him with a glower.
“Are you sure that the locator spell is working?”
“Yes. We’re almost there.”
I followed the rest of his directions.
