Kessler rolled his eyes but was smiling as he quickly filled Tenn in while Tenn pulled up the picture I’d sent him on his phone. The actual note itself I’d given to Bentley for safekeeping. Tenn’s mismatched eyes read the angel’s note quickly, then he growled a little grumble and dropped his phone to the table. He clearly had a lot of thoughts and opinions on the matter, but he just snarled and shoved more pasta in his mouth.

Constance leaned forward to meet my eyes. “I’ll bring you to Edenburg to meet Professor Rigdon. She’s a potions instructor, and I’ve already chatted with her about you. She’ll have tips on where to start. I’m sure Mona, Lennox, and Seamus would be great help for you, but let’s start at the school.”

I took a deep breath and let that little bit of relief fill me. It was a task. It was at least something to do to get me on the right track. My gut told me I was going to need something from the school for this task, and clearly Constance felt the same thing.

“UNSEELIE!” Sam’s voice screamed into my mind. “ORLANDO. NOW. GO. GO. GO!”

I gasped and jumped up so fast my chair flew back and hit the floor. Everyone else jumped to their feet with me, their weapons in hand.

My heart pounded in my chest. “Sam just spoke to me. UNSEELIE. ORLANDO. NOW. GO. GO. GO!”

Tenn cursed and raced out the front door, shouting, “TYCE! DACE!”

I’d just made it out the front door to follow in time to watch the two brown-haired nearly identical twins shift into their dragon forms. One was charcoal gray that I realized I’d seen before blending in with the night sky. He had green scales while the other had blue eyes with ivory-colored scales that almost looked soft like silk. I still had no idea which was which but that was a revelation for another moment.

Climbing onto a dragon was a strange concept, but Kessler grabbed me by the back of my black sweater and carried me like a mamma animal carrying her child by the scruff. He hurried up the ivory dragon’s wing after our Coven-mates and sat me between two spikes. Within seconds we were all loaded up and shooting straight into the night sky. I gasped and gripped the spike hard. It was like the best roller coaster ever. After a moment, he leveled out so we weren’t at an incline, but I knew we were flying fast because within minutes I saw the coastline. I’d recognize the Gulf of Mexico coastline anywhere, just like anyone who watched a lot of the Weather Channel hurricane coverage would. I leaned down ever so slightly to run my fingers over his scales—and smiled. They did feel like silk. Incredible.

And then we took a nosedive.