5
Reine
When I walked out of the ballroom, the air moved past me in a rush that made no sense according to the laws of hotel HVAC physics. But did indicate my foe had taken its invisible form and was stalking me.
"What is it?" Lawrence asked.
"The soul-eater is here." I reached for Sir Raleigh, then bit back a groan of frustration. Right, he couldn't be with me in public spaces, so I'd sent him away. He’d hesitated, but then seemed to understand the need to do so after I reminded him we could all get kicked out of the ‘Con.
Lawrence glanced around, and his eyes went black. I placed my hand on his forearm. "No, don't change here."
He closed his eyes, his brows drawn together and his jaw clenched. "It's hard to control today. Since this morning."
"It makes sense. Your threat alert is
