Dark Brother

Book Seven of the Hayle Coven Destinies

Jean Marc Dumont's trial should have felt like a giant victory. Why then did I sprawl like such a grouch sitting on the hard, stone chair I'd been assigned, glaring around me with my arms crossed over my chest at anyone who even hinted at intruding on my bad mood?

Four days. Four freaking days since my return from the Dark Universe, since my mind and body and soul were ...