Jaxon’s POV

The human city was loud, chaotic… and strangely comforting. Here, no one was hunting us. No rogues. No dark sorcerers lurking in the shadows. For now, this was the safest place for Asher.

I glanced in the rearview mirror. Asher was squished between Nina and the car door, his little face pressed to the window, eyes wide with curiosity. Everything fascinated him—the flashing streetlights, the honking cars, the people rushing by.

“Look, Papa! They have so many food trucks! Do ...