Her heartbeat thundered in her ears as Lilith marched with leaded legs towards her home. No, not her home. Her home was somewhere she could lay her head without worry, where she didn’t unlive with an uncle who killed their fellow Myths. Where she was able to finally breathe, and think, on her own.

Willow’s clinic was her home.

And now, this was going to be a battlefield.

Lilith threw open the door and yelled out: “Morgan! Morgan, get down here, ...