Lucas’s POV
This conversation felt like it was going to age me by at least a decade. When Ms. Sage first told me that she didn’t exactly have the ability to help Harper, I seriously believed that I had lost my last ounce of hope.
But to hear that there was someone else...
“I don’t care what the price is,” I told her adamantly. “Whatever the cost, it doesn’t matter.”
The witch merely stared back at me. “No, Lucas. You misunderstand me.” Something shifted in her demeanor. “When I say ‘price’ I don’t mean any kind of monetary value. This kind of magic tends to come with some heavy consequences.”
Once more, my stomach churned in knots, but I had to persist. I needed to know more. Potential consequences or not.
“Who is this person?” I dared to ask.
“Her name is Aurora,” Ms. Sage said
