One Hundred and Thirteen.

Fallon

“She wants my son?”

I had been called down to the office by Vander. They wasted no time in telling me what was happening. How long had I been asleep? I didn't think it had been that long.

Cleo nods her head at me, “It’s the only thing that makes sense.”

“The only thing? How is Lorna even alive? I thought Mara killed her?”

“A spell.” Cleo mutters “Mara swears she buried her. She swears