Ivy:
Just before I fell to my knees in the tall grass, Arbor and I had flattened down in our fight; Damon kept me as steady as the breeze still blowing around us.
Before I could argue my reasoning behind the choices I made, before I could justify my actions to a distraught Damon, Arbor ran past us, leaving his hiding spot screaming a cry of war that served as a distraction for the creatures who had returned the fight to my other two mates. He was helping us!
My vision was blurry, but I knew what I saw.
I knew they needed my help, but I still wasn’t prepared to unleash the magic I was holding onto. I knew in my heart that magic served a purpose, that it had a moment, and this was not it, not yet, at least.
“Are you hurt?” I heard Damon snarl while my focus was on the twins fighting the
