He recoiled at that information, an instinctive reaction stronger than he meant for it to be, but the idea that she’d used any magic on him at all was deeply unsettling. “Jesus Christ, Colette, just get out.”
“Not without your word that you won’t send someone after me. There are kids in my family, Wilder. Kids I am not willing to risk because you have some bug up your ass over shit I don’t get to have a say in.” There was just no possible way she could leave and go home if it meant she was being tracked.

