Chapter 176

Harper’s POV

I’m standing at my workbench, sorting herbs, when the wave of energy hits me hard. It's like ice and fire both rush through me at once. My knees buckle. Glass jars crash to the floor, shattering. The room tilts.

The magic isn’t just strong, it’s foul.

The lamps flicker, their flames shrinking to thin blue threads. Every instinct I have screams danger.

“Harper?” Lucas’s voice called through from the hallway.

I clutch the edge of the table, trying to ...