8 The Hidden Consequence Bang, bang, bang. “Wake up!” Rosalie’s voice pounded through the door. “What’s wrong?” Emilia called, clambering off the bed and to the door. Jacob dug through the sheets, feeling for his wand. It had been with him when he was trying to fix Emilia’s hands. He dove to search the ground as Emilia opened the door. “What’s happening? Is Larkin all right?” Emilia asked. “Are you trying to hide your boyfriend under the bed?” Rosalie asked as Jacob scrambled beneath the frame after the shadow of his wand. Jacob froze. “No,” Emilia said, “I’m not hiding Jacob from anyone. Now what’s wrong?” “Apparently one of the joys of being the human is getting sent to run errands,” Rosalie said in a disinterested voice. “The angry ginger―” “Molly,” Emilia corrected. “―wants

