“You want me to what!?” I cried, gaping at Lucas.

He moved around our room, getting dressed and gathering supplies for his trip to the Northern Library with Xander.

“You said it yourself. Stone is doing a lot better in this reality than in ours. I bet there’s a reason for that.”

“Yeah, because this is a different reality,” I reminded him.

I sat in bed, the covers tucked around my hips. Lucas was crazy if he thought I was going to try to ...