VALENTINE
Protective runes?
The kind that guarded against magical intrusion. Those things were rare and mostly because they were old.
It was the sort it bullshit skill that belonged and was boarded by powerful houses.
The Blossom house had a few. But those were small and not as significant nor violent.
If we were dealing with rules and cloaking spells of that magnitude. I demanded answers. What was going on? What was my daughter in the middle of this mess?
I unlocked my phone with shaking hands. I found Cian's contact and immediately dialed.
It rang.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
A full minute passed with nothing but that hollow ringing sound.
"Pick up the fucking phone," I hissed.
He didn't.
"Mother fucker," I cursed and tried again. This time I was ready to hurl the phone across the room if he didn't answer. My finger hovered over the end call button.
Then the line clicked.
"Hello. Cian speaking."
