Chapter 15:
Reality hadn’t shifted too much. The glass still covered the floor of the entrance. The snow still fell at an impressive pace. By midnight, they might have over several feet of the white stuff. It would be near impossible to move about if the snow didn’t let up soon. The Fae might need snowshoes in order to fight.
Kennedy knew all that was wishful thinking. Her gut told her the battle would happen come hell or high snow… There was too much pent-up animosity between the two sides.
The trio stepped outside, and all three ducked when a clap of thunder struck directly overhead. Kennedy knew it was close. The crackling sound before the clap and charge in the air caused the hair all over her body to stand on end. The smell of ozone washed over them. Each had their favorite cuss wo
