The silver cuff bracelet and the two heavy pendant necklaces gleamed under the warm kitchen lights, faintly humming with the dense, protective magic I had bound into the metal. The air around the counter still carried a faint, crisp aroma of ozone mixed with the earthy scent of crushed moonstone and rowan bark.
Eloise gasped softly, taking a quick step forward. Her hands hovered just an inch above the jewelry, her fingers trembling slightly as she felt the subtle, thrumming aura radiating from each piece. "Rachel... you anchored the protection spells into physical vessels?"
"I amplified the witch spells from your book with my own blood and lunar magic," I explained, looking between her stunned face and Demetrius's dark, focused expression. "If my father tries to throw dark magic at us du
