_Kayden’s POV_

My lungs burned like I had been running for miles even though I had not moved from the shattered window.

The cold night air rushed into the room. It carried the smell of broken glass and the sharp sting of magic. I tasted it on my tongue. It was bitter and wrong.

Leah was gone. Not her soul...not her spirit...but her body.

I forced myself up from the floor. I was still shaking. My knees wanted to fold again. The crushing pressure in my chest still clung to me. It was like an ...