Lucas’s POV
When I arrived back in the master bedroom, my heart nearly broke through my rib cage at the state of the place.
Aurora had somehow rearranged all the furniture so that the middle of the floor was openly visible. I quickly spotted Harper still lying unconsciously on the bed, but my true attention was drawn to the center of the room.
On the ground was a large drawn circle and several unidentifiable symbols. Ancient runes from a language that had long since seen the light of day. Surrounding the circle were half a dozen candles and dried leaves.
It made my blood run cold, and an eerie feeling crept down my spine.
It was a bold reminder that this wasn’t the same type of magic that we were used to. It felt older. Darker.
I was almost wary to enter my own room; however, I p
