“Look, Mav. I don’t want to fight. I want Wyatt home safe. Whatever you and Dad and the magi have going on is not my concern. My twin was kidnapped. For right now, that’s my only concern.” “And we’re going to get him back.” “Are we?” For the first time, I let my insecurities fly. “Everyone keeps telling me I don’t know what’s going on. I’m not prepared. I can’t imagine what I’m up against. I’m under-powered, under-informed, and under no illusion that Wyatt and I matter to anyone in this house half as much as I thought we did two days ago.”
