Chapter 56: The Prophet

Vaughn’s POV

The moment I approached, Calla suddenly pushed away from the wall where she’d been leaning beside Beckett and muttered something about checking on Cleo. Beckett and I watched as she hurried away, like my very presence had driven her off, her braid flopping against her back as she half-jogged across the field.

The moment she was gone, Beckett turned to me and stuffed his hands into his