Chapter 90

Kade

Imogen refused to tell us more about Cressida that afternoon.

That alone made me dislike her.

Abby found it intriguing.

Of course.

“She’ll tell us when it matters.”

“We’re dealing with a witch who kidnapped you.”

“Yes.”

“It matters now.”

“She said tomorrow.”

“That is arbitrary.”

Abby looked at me across the guest room.

“She reminds me of Cassandra.”

“That is not a compliment.”

“It was.”

I sat on the edge of the bed.

Abby stood near the mirror, taking down the braid Vincent’s housekeeper had insisted on putting in her hair.

The pale strand near her temple caught the light.

Every time I saw it, I remembered Elias.

Eleven months.

Seraphine had lived eleven months after her first temple overload.

I knew it wasn’t a prediction.

That didn’t make it leave my head.

Abby saw the thought on my face before I could hide it.

The bond was beco