Chapter 324 Ashton's ‘Magic Tricks'

• Aurora’s P.O.V
• The next day rolled around like a heavy sigh, the kind that settles deep in your bones after hours of relentless spellwork and chanting until your tongue feels like it’s twisted in knots.
• My fingers still tingle with residual energy as I collapsed on the grass, the same field where we'd started this whole madness a few weeks ago. The wind was gentle, rustling through the tall grass like a lullaby, and for once, I didn’t mind just laying there. Maggie flopped down beside me with a dramatic groan, her dark curls a tangled mess of sweat and leaves. Ashton was the last to sit, and unlike us, he didn’t look half-dead.