“Wait. Hold up.” I held my hand up. “You said Bettina’s angelic runes were pink?”

Tenn and Tim nodded.

“Only some of these symbols—that’s what Leyka meant!” I reached over and picked up the puzzle pig from where it sat on the table mocking me. “In his note he said we’d need a cheat sheet to finish this, and he couldn’t just give it to me so he put it in the pig. The cheat sheet inside must be a list of what these pink runes mean.”

Everyone looked to Bentley.

He smirked. “That is true, yes.”

“Didn’t you just insinuate you didn’t have useful information?” Thiago glared.

Bentley shrugged. “It wasn’t useful until now. We still have to solve the puzzle.”

Thiago mumbled in Portuguese, but he snagged the puzzle pig from my hands. “I’m no potion-maker, but I shall work on this for you.”

“Thanks, Thiago. Okay . . .” I rubbed my hands together. “Since everyone can see their own symbols, how about everyone look for their blue ingredients on the table. That way we can at least start making sense of all this.”

Mona whistled under her breath. “That’s a lot of cauldrons. Seamus, run to my office and grab as many as you can⁠—”

“Here, take our cart.” Lennox pushed the wooden cart they’d made over to him.

“Can Rootbeer stay here while I go?”

“Of course, Seamus.” Constance gave him a thumbs-up.

Easton scratched his head. “We need a bigger hearth. How are we going to brew all of these?”

“There’s two more hearths.” Constance pointed to the stairs. “This building is three centuries old. There’s two down there. Lennox can you go down? Myrtle can show you where they are, but we might need your skill with a wand to get them back up and running. Have Emersyn heat them up, then send her up here to us.”

“On it.” Lennox saluted her, then hurried down the stairs.

“We need Tegan’s first.”

Tenn’s gaze snapped right to me.

“Leyka’s note said so, and even without it, we all know we need her back like yesterday.” I pulled the book toward me, then I touched the three symbols next to Tegan’s name. Just like in the air, a whole string of new symbols appeared. “Shit, there’s like ten ingredients for her. Someone get me a cauldron on this hearth here. This potion is priority number one. Let’s find these ingredients⁠—”

A dragon roared so loud out front that the whole house trembled. We all jumped and spun toward the door just as all seven dogs came flying inside . . . with Dace on their heels, his messy brown hair looking like a bird’s nest.

“Koth called.” His light blue eyes were wild with panic as he tapped on his temple. “Unseelie attack. NOW. Let’s go.”

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

FRANKIE