Lila’s POV
Joan’s room felt smaller than it should have and when she finally got up, her chair scraped against the floor, which made my teeth ache. And as if she had seen something that I had not, she spoke.
“We need to go back to your room,” she said. Her voice came out low but it was steady. “Now.”
The lower part of my stomach twisted. “Back to my room? With Jeile possibly there?”
“That’s exactly why we need to go there.” Joan was already gathering things from her desk drawer, I did not know what they were but they looked like what she'd use for the ritual. “If she’s an amber witch, there will be traces in the room, residues. The ritual needs to be performed where she lives, where her energy saturates the space.”
I placed my palm against my chest, trying to calm my heart hammering o
