Caleb’s eyes sharpened as he subtly scanned the room. Just Autumn. And just her grandmother. Nothing out of place.
He inhaled again, deeper this time, to sniff any unwelcomed scents.
Nothing.
The faint trace of magic he had sensed moments ago was gone— erased so cleanly it was almost unsettling.
‘Did I misjudge?’ He wondered.
‘No, you didn't. I can tell for sure someone casted a spell here.’ Max replied.
That doesn’t seem right! Caleb thought.
“Caleb,” Eleanor said warmly, setting a generous stack of pancakes on the table. “Did you sleep well, dear?”
“Yeah,” he replied with an easy smile, forcing himself to relax as he took a seat.
Eleanor reached out and patted his shoulder.
Every muscle in Caleb’s body locked.
The contact wasn’t painful—but it sent a sharp, foreign ripple th
