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“He flew down to us when you were injured,” Ryder replied, his expression thoughtful.

“I’m pretty sure that little raven helped us find you, Cassie when that rogue witch blocked us.” Gabriel opened the window and leaned out, sniffing the air. “He smells the same, a hint of fresh rain and mint.”

As soon as he said those words I turned, darting out of my room and down the stairs. The front door banged against the side of the house as I ran toward the gate. The raven cawed, his focus on me as he flapped his wings but didn’t fly away.

I inhaled as I approached, smelling the same scent of rain and mint. The exact smell and combination that was as comfortable and familiar as home, the scent that only belonged to one person. One of the most important men in my life and one I loved dearly. His loss hurt every single day.

Now I understood why I kept seeing that plump little bird all the time.

My father had returned to protect me.

“Aunt Gwen?” I sensed she was behind me with Gypsy. “I think this is my father.” The moment the words left my lips I sank to the ground.My father.

How could this be? Was he stuck in theEtherall this time?

“It’s possible. I must seek the ancestors to know for sure.”

I nodded, too choked up to say another word. Another body lowered to the ground on my left and I looked into Kayde’s wide eyes.

“If it’s your father, Cass, it’s . . . astounding.” He reached for my hand and I let him take it as our gaze turned to the bird together, watching as he cawed lightly in response. “Powerful magic is at work, little witch. We need to be careful.”

“I agree.”










Chapter 12

“Can we talk?”

Kayde cleared his throat and looked expectantly at the others as the bedroom slowly emptied, leaving us alone as I sat back down on my bed. We returned inside after the raven flew away, but I knew he wasn’t far. He would stay close until I needed him, watching over the house as long as I remained on the property.

“Sure.”

Kayde stood awkwardly, rocking on the heel of his boots as my brow rose, slightly amused but definitely curious. “I owe you an apology.”

Dumbfounded, I didn’t know what to say.

“I realize that’s the last thing you want to hear right now and that my behavior has been . . . confusing, to say the least.”

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