Chapter 76

• I didn’t even make it halfway to the cottage before the twins appeared—Zane looking like a storm about to break, Jace calm in that deceptive way that always set my nerves on edge. My plan to slip away unnoticed had just died a tragic death.
• Zane’s voice came first, sharp and impatient, while Jace’s tone was smooth but cold enough to sting. I knew that look in his eyes—the one that meant I was about to get a lecture disguised as calm reasoning.
• “I just needed something from you,” I muttered, folding my arms as if that could protect me from the weight of their stares. “You didn’t exactly make it easy to ask.”