I woke to an empty bed. Not just empty, the bed where Emmi should have been laying was cold. Terror ripped through me. I’ve lost one mate. I won’t survive losing another.
I raced around the house, calling her name, yelling for her. When she wasn’t there, I’d raced outside, wondering if somehow the witches had come back, if they’d found Emmi and planned to punish her because of Phoenix.
I was on my way to wake Cal, to beg him to help me find her, when I heard her call my name.
Relief swept through me and I rushed through the forested area to where I’d heard her voice, only to see her standing in the middle of the old medical center engulfed in flames. Phoenix’s flames.
“Emmi, are you okay?” I ask, looking her over quickly.
“I’m fine, Ajax. What does it mean?” she asks me, looking at th
