Autumn of the Grimoire (Sisters Solstice, #1)

by J.L. Vampa

“If you ever again so much as consider stepping into a room, seen or unseen,” he snarled, inching closer, “that is occupied by Agatha and myself in private, I will return you from whence you came. And I will not hesitate.” He clenched his teeth so tightly he thought they might shatter. “Do I make myself clear?”