“Sorry we’re late,” Constance said softly as she and Daniel came down from their room. “Kendall and Kylie had rough dreams last night, so we’re moving a bit slow.”

Katherine frowned. “Let’s talk after this?”

Daniel nodded. “Thank you. Yes.”

The front door opened, letting Kenneth and his soulmate, Landreia, in. I hadn’t gotten to really meet Landreia yet, but from what Cooper had told me she was from Salem and was famous for her little witchy shop there. Apparently she and Kenneth had only just met at the Valentine’s Day dance. It was a lovely thing to see that finding your soulmate wasn’t limited to the young.

My chest tightened. Soulmate. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. For a few moments, I’d managed to forget my own soulmate was Everest. I wanted to be relieved in learning all these emotions I’d felt for him immediately upon meeting wasn’t a figment of teenage puppy love. It was intense because he was literally the other half of my soul. And it was a relief, but it hurt at the same time . . . because he wasn’t here. He was still in Avolire. In danger. I needed to get him free of his mother’s grip once and for all.

“Warner, you can’t want them to include you in everything but then want them to ignore you before ten in the morning.” Lennox giggled. “It’s all or nothing, baby girl.”

Warner flipped hair he didn’t have over his shoulder. “A girl can dream, Lenny.”

I frowned as I realized they were talking about being Coven pets—not part of The Coven, but included in everything. I wanted my best friend to be that. I wanted her here beside me helping me figure all this out. “Hey, did you guys see Mei-Ling and Tai down there?”

“They’re sound asleep.” Lennox shrugged but her smile was kind. “Figured this was not a meeting they needed to be in.”

“That’s fine. Just wanted to check.”

They both walked over to me and joined the cuddle puddle. Warner rolled onto the ground much in the same way Olli had—and Olli noticed. He jumped up, then flipped back over so he was on his back beside Warner. When Lennox sat in the spot Willow had been in, Albert moved over to curl between her legs, using her thigh as a pillow while she whispered to him.

“Cooper Devon Bishop!” Savannah hissed from the stairs, still out of sight. “No. Uh-uh. Absolutely not. No, sir.”

“Sir?” Easton whispered. “He must have really fucked up.”