Chapter 12
No one returned from the ball that night, or even the next day, and Valentine was wondering what was going to happen next when Seth burst into the furnace.
“We’re under attack. I came to get you. I don’t know why, but you need to be at the castle.”
“Of course. He’s my Lord. I should be there. But the collar.” Valentine fingered the cursed jewelry and Seth’s face twisted into a snarl.
“I don’t have time for this.” He took hold of Valentine’s collar and chanting softly, tore it in half. “I’ve used more magic than I wanted, but I can’t divert attention to you once we’re back.”
“My friends will help, too. Let me call Arsen and get the twins.” Valentine was already on his way as Seth called out.
“It’s war, Valentine. Make sure it’s what they want. Their lives are on the line.”
