Gram's power burst over my enemy in a wash of blue fire. Ameline spun on me, snarled, Gabriel turning to look at me with his glowing eyes.

Even as my grandmother's power slapped the magic Ameline stole from her and woke it up.

Joined with it as it jerked awake.

And hit Ameline so hard from the inside blood burst from her nose to spray over Gabriel's cheek.

She bent in half, my son falling to the floor. He landed hard on his sturdy little feet, straightened ...