Chapter Ten
The Staran spat them out in front of a familiar sight.
"Thank the waves," Macey murmured as she pushed herself to her feet, aware of the others doing the same around her. She hadn't realised quite how much she'd missed their house until this moment. Sure, she'd missed some of the things that made it a convenient place to live, but the place itself was so much more than that. It was a place where she was safe. No one could harm them here.
Well, except for Anger and the other siblings who'd attacked them here, but that didn't count.
"Home, sweet home." Flint clapped his hands together as he took in the house in front of them. "Who votes that Cam goes and makes some food?"
"So long as it isn't sweet," she added. And not just because she'd gotten her fill of waffles with Profe
