Chapter TwelveThe realisation hit me like a bolt of lightning. Not just the fact that Mathew had turned but what I needed to do. It was as if the Goddess herself had whispered into my ear.
The clawing, hammering sound on the door was enough to make it tremble, and Joan and Archer looked like they were having an increasingly hard time of keeping it upright.
I closed my eyes and sucked in a deep breath as energy overwhelmed my body.
When I opened my eyes again, I ordered, “Step away from the door!”
“Are you insane?” Archer demanded, his voice filled with both anger and disbelief. “If we move he’ll rip through this place like a tornado.”
“He won’t,” I said firmly. “I won’t allow him to.”
Archer looked at me, his eyes bulging with the effort it was taking to push his whole weight up agai
