Chapter 37

**Ronan's POV**

My phone buzzes while I'm sitting in my room, staring at the cracked binding stone around my neck. The spider web of silver lines has been growing all week, and tonight they pulse with an angry light that makes my chest ache.

Tyler's name flashes on the screen. I almost don't answer. I'm not in the mood for whatever party nonsense he wants to share.

But something makes me pick up.

"You need to see this," Tyler says without greeting. ...