Fragments of the Soul

(Kaelen’s POV)

Silas sat beside me in the back seat, staring out the window, no doubt sensing the fury that pulsed through my veins.

"We heading straight home?" he asked, finally breaking the silence as we left Neva’s home.

"No," I said, my voice a low growl. "Tell the chauffeur we’re stopping in front of the neighbor’s house."

Silas turned to me sharply. "The witch's place?"

I nodded.

He scoffed.