Flora frantically bit her nails as she remained seated in the hotel lobby. She dialed her mother's number again, but the ringing only intensified her panic. Fearing the worst, she ignored Gabriel's order and bolted for the exit, desperate to reach her family home.
She had barely cleared the glass doors when an imposing shadow loomed over her. Before she could scream, the world dissolved into a dizzying swirl.
The sudden transition made her stomach churn, and her head spun violently as her feet hit a solid floor. Carlos caught her arm, steadying her as her vision cleared to reveal the familiar, opulent living room of Gabriel's private mansion in San Ravendale.
"Your father and mother are already on their way here," Gabriel said. He sat on the velvet couch with one leg resting above the other.
At a sharp nod from Albus, a servant hurried forward, placing a tray of water glasses on the table before retreating with a bowed head.
