(Isla)
I had never felt so warm before.
It wasn’t just from the fire roaring across the room or being encircled in my mate's arms. I felt that it was radiated from me.
Elliot and Anthony were on their stomachs, grabbing at some toys on their blanket, as Abigial watched them, fussing over a runny nose that seemed never to end since the weather cooled.
Cameron and Isabella were animatedly talking about ideas for their security that could somehow detect magic. Or it was supposed to, in the near future. In the treehouse, they had set up all these computers and had Nisha try to push magic through invisible barriers.
It was too confusing for me and seemed confusing for them, too. But I knew those two together would figure it out if anyone could.
Nisha was on the floor with photocopies
