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grass, holding my aching head in my hands while I slowly absorb my magic that is still behaving disruptively.
    My eyes flutter shut but I force them open to try to focus on the others around me. I try to sit up but stop when hands hold my shoulders down. My eyes shut again.
    “A, I’m so sorry, but you were out of control! Are you all right?” Dad’s voice is faint.
    I nod and groan. That’s the best I can do with my world spinning and breakfast threatening to make a re-appearance. Speaking intelligible words would be impossible right now.
    I feel Dad start to lift me, but I shake my head no. “Just leave me here. I’ll be fine,” I surprisingly am able to croak out.
    “We need to get you inside. You’ve never done this before.”
    I don’t want to talk. I don’t want to do a damn thing, but I need answers. What the hell did I just do?
    I take a few deep breaths tying to work up the strength to talk. “Could it have something to do with my Fae abilities and my Versipellis abilities?” My eyes struggle to stay open and my voice is hoarse.
    “We aren’t confident you have Fae abilities, Sweetheart,” Mom says kneeling down beside me.
    “Well, did you have issues like this?” I ask her.
    “No. I acquired my abilities way differently.” She looks at Dad. “I think she needs to call it a day.”
    He nods. “I do too.” He looks at me worriedly. “Come inside and lie down for a little while.”
    I nod. “Sounds like a great idea. How’s Uncle Jett?”
    “He’ll survive.” Dad laughs a little and scoops me into his arms.

    After Dad left the castle to take care of some things, I sneak outside for fresh air. I don’t make it very far and find the bench in the garden. I lie down and fall asleep.
    I almost jump out of my skin when I sense magic that feels familiar. I sit up, and my eyes widen with shock when I see Isaac sitting beside me.
    I quickly stand to my feet and shove him behind a tree a little harder than I should. My world spins. I close my eyes and steady myself against the tree.
    Standing up, bad idea.
    “My dad will kill you if he sees you here! You can’t just show up like this!” I struggle to get out the words and sway a little.
    “Whoa, calm down, Princess. I came to warn you,” Isaac says as he steadies me.
    I raise a brow. “Why?” I open my eyes and try to focus on him.
    “My dad is here. In Terre.”
    “Shit.” I rest my head against his chest and groan before thinking better of it. I pull away and apologize quickly.
    He laughs. “No big deal.” He rubs my back, and it feels too good to question why this guy I barely know is touching me. “Aislin, I need your help. He won’t listen to me.”
    “And what the heck am I supposed to do?” I touch my hand to my forehead. “Man, I feel like shit.”
    “He said something about warning her about something, but he wouldn’t tell me about what.”
    “Where is he?”
    He grabs my hand to help me walk. “This way.”
    I dig my heels into the dirt. “No way! I can barely see straight, and I’m struggling to stand with your help! Don’t really feel like solving life problems right now.”
    “You don’t have a choice! Walk or I’ll carry you. Either way, you’re coming with me!”
    I used what little strength I had to raise my hand and give him the finger. I then went limp against him, and he lifted me into his arms.

 

    WE FIND ISAAC’S dad walking toward the Castle. Isaac hurries with me over to him.
    “My dad will kill you! You’ve caused enough trouble between them already,” I snap as Isaac sets me down. I lean against a tree.
    Cohen stops and steps toward me. My god, he’s tall. “Aislin, I have to see her. You don’t understand.” His voice is desperate. “You are all in danger.”
    “The only one that’s in danger is going to be you! Now leave!” I do my best to walk toward him, but only stumble, appearing to be drunk. Once I finally make it to him, I slam my index finger into his chest. Holy hell, is