The Unseen Pull

DRAVEN'S POV

The heavy oak doors of the packhouse swung shut in the distance, severely severing my view of the brightly lit foyer. Tamsin, Gideon, and Kellan disappeared into the grand hall, leaving the manicured front lawn bathed in nothing but cold, eerie shadows. I remained perfectly still, crouched high up within the dense, weeping branches of an ancient oak tree positioned just inside the fo