The atmosphere inside the Cahallan mansion never quite recovered after Briggs walked out.
The front door had barely clicked shut before silence settled over the living room like a heavy leather cut thrown across everyone's shoulders.
Jace leaned against the kitchen island with both palms planted on the granite countertop. His jaw remained tight, his expression unreadable, but his mind had become noisier than the entire room.
He kept replaying Briggs' words.
She didn't scream or make a scene.bThat wasn't the Sage he thought he knew anymore.
Or maybe… He had never known her at all.
Across the room, Mason couldn't stay still.
He walked toward the window, turned around and ran both hands through his dark hair before walking back toward the couch.
His boots thudded softly against the ha
