Ace
I can just HEAR Bruiser’s teeth gnashing
Bruiser
Fuck off. Give us your location. I’ll help
Uriel
Are you crazy? Do you want to be hexed?
Telos
(fire emoji) Oh the burn
Bruiser
Fine. I’ll sit out.
Uriel
I’m looking for emergency childcare, hang on
Duke
Uriel, drop off your baby at my office. We’ll be on the roof. It’s on your way.
Uriel
Thanks
Crush
Have you told the pack?
Gav
Didn’t you see the pack chat? The fucker told us to stay away
Vigil
It doesn’t make any sense.
Titan
We aren’t great with magic stuff. I don’t want to risk all of you getting caught up in it
Titan set down his phone. Mathlin had gone pale, his fingers curled into Titan’s shirt.Fuck.Titan wanted to roar; he wanted to shred something with his claws, but he didn’t want to draw attention to them. “Sweetheart, I’ll protect you.”
“I don’t want you to get hurt!” Mathlin scrunched up his face. He hugged Jannie and pressed his hand against his belly. “Fuck.”
Protectiveness snarled through Titan. His most important people—they were right here, and he needed to keep them safe.
“We have some spells that Ham got from Uriel,” he said. “Uriel sent them over the other day. I don’t know how helpful they’ll be, but it’s something.”
Mathlin looked up. “Where are they?”
Titan hurried to the office and grabbed the small envelope on his desk. His bicep still hurt—it wasn’t fully healed, but now wasn’t the time to be gentle with it. “Do any of these look useful?”
