How Becca wanted access to my powers was beyond me but it was pretty obvious she managed to convince the Melbringer's to align into provoking me.

Running into town blindly to halt the attacks would be something the old Harlyn would do. But I wasn't as foolish or sentimental.

Abigail leaned forward as she tapped the sharpie on an intersection she’d already circled twice. “It's hard to believe she'll gut the entire Springville as a distraction from something else. It's you she wants.“

I ...