POV: Miranda Prospero

The vision hit three days later during Advanced Magical Theory class.

One moment I was taking notes on historical uses of elemental magic. The next, the world exploded into images that had nothing to do with the present moment.

Pack leaders in formal dress, arriving at Moonrise Academy with official documents and grave expressions. Papa being escorted from the cottage in magical restraints while I screamed protests that nobody heard. Ferdinand facing his father ...