Ember Frost’s POV

Those two words stopped me cold. Had she found it—the thing controlling all of this? I really hoped she had.

For a moment, she said nothing.

Her eyes still burned red. If she had found the source, why hadn’t she pulled out yet?

A knot tightened in my chest.

I started pacing. The room was cold, but sweat had already gathered on my forehead. Every second stretched longer than the last.

If she didn’t say something soon, I was pulling her out myself.

Then Eira ...