Chapter 61

• Sophia’s POV
• I brushed my hair away from my face as I walked up the house with Jenny. She was rambling about how she had gotten over Ronan and how she was so ready for her next relationship.
• We were close to the front door when I felt it—a shift in the air, a ripple of coldness that had nothing to do with the early morning chill. I tensed, my senses sharpening as I scanned the surroundings. Jenny must have noticed the change in my demeanor because she stopped talking mid-sentence.