Nix snorted. You don’t recognize the door? I shook my head. When we were about three or four. Our father took us to the King’s palace. Rowan was a teenager who hated everything about us, but this is a door there. You fell in love with it. Nix looked at me. Now open it.
I took a step, wrapped my fingers around the knob, and pushed it open.
The anger dissipated a little, and I felt like I could think clearly. I took a deep breath as Megan ran the rest of the way to the cabin and we shifted right as the back door opened. My mother stepped out with a frown. “Where have you been?” She growled softly. “I woke up, and you were gone.”
I snorted. “I went for a run.” I tried to slip past her, but her hand snapped out.
“That’s all?” Her eyes tightened, but I just kissed her.
“Let’s sit down f
