We both gasped and looked toward her name to find Hunter sprinting straight for us, racing up the trail with wide eyes and a red soulmate glyph. Behind him, Bentley, Jackson, and Warner held their weapons at the ready, their eyes bouncing left to right and back again without slowing down. Cooper hurried after them with Savannah’s body still draped in his arms. His face was ashy pale with beads of sweat rolling down his temples.

Hunter slid to his knees, dropping right at his soulmate’s side across from me. His hands were trembling as he reached for her. “Devon!”

She gasped, her eyes flew open—and then landed on him. Her lips twitched like she wanted to smile but lacked the strength. Instead, she sighed his name, “Hunter.”

He cupped her face in his hands. “We’re here. I’ve got you. Tegan, get us out⁠—”

“Not gonna be that easy, Dad.” Tegan crouched beside us. “Frankie, get up. Cooper⁠—”

“I’ve got it.” Cooper knelt down beside me with Savannah unconscious in his arms. “Move, Frankie.”

I pushed off the ground and Savannah’s projection lifted off Devon. Tegan chanted words in a language I did not know, causing Savannah’s projection to lower onto her body. Savannah gasped and sat up—but black magic coiled around her face and she passed out. Hunter already had Devon in his arms.

“How’d you get here so fast?” I frowned. “Wait, was that fast? How long was it?”

“Sage opened the Seelie tunnel, but she’s gone.” Tegan jumped to her feet. “Bentley, get us to the archway. Now. Frankie . . . hold on to me.”

I wrapped my arm around hers and held on tight, too tight. Her arm would definitely be bruised later but neither of us cared. She’d almost died in this place, hell, half The Coven had too. Over her shoulder I spotted Tim, Thiago, Lennox, and Mona all with their backs to us and their swords raised. No Royce or Willow. Okay, that makes sense.

“Where’s Tenn?”

“Not here,” Tegan growled. “And he’s pissed. Let’s move, Benny.”

Bentley lifted one sword, his eyes wide and staring at something I couldn’t see. “RUN!”