Draven Coven Castle

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Peyton paced and nervously chewed on her fingernails.

"Oh for God's sake, will you please stop," Sabella snapped.

I rubbed my temples. "Both of you need to knock it off." I groaned and stood. My stomach was a queasy mess, and I had to fight back the urge to throw up. "This is our only option."

Peyton nodded. "I know." She exhaled heavily. "I'm just worried what King Draven might do. ...