Kaela

“Thanks, Kaela,” Flynn said as we arrived at our training spot. “Back there, I didn’t know how I could have handled that.”

“Oh, c’mon,” I stopped him. “It’s what friends do for each other, right? It’s nothing.”

A vortex appeared, and after a moment, Shawn emerged, then Hera.

I pinned a straight gaze at Hera. “You’re late.”

She ignored me, breezing past to the stone platform with her spellbook clutched between her arms like a prized possession. ...