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The magic lay heavy in the room. Cole did not stir. He just kept staring upward.

“I feel . . . something,” Jodi said.

It hit Adam a moment later.

It was outside their perception, beyond the mortal plane.

“Emily?”

“I can’t tell if it’s him.”

Something slammed against the circle, against their senses.

Icy, creeping tendrils curled toward them. He could smell the burned rubber and brine.

Then he heard it—the song. Adam jerked his hands away from Jodi’s.

“Break the circle!”

Emily dropped the ends of the cord. The circle, and their summoning, dissolved, the magic dissipating.

“I’ve heard that before,” Emily said.

“Yeah,” Jodi agreed. “At the hotel.”

“And at the concert. What is it?”

“The song of the Between.”

Adam briefly explained what he knew about it and the walls they’d hit in their attempts to learn more about it.

“I thought you were friends with the elves,” Jodi said.

“I used to think the same thing.”

“So what now?” Emily looked dejected as she stared at Cole.

“I don’t know,” Jodi said.

Adam hedged.

“I could try a spirit walk.”

“To an elven hell?” Jodi asked.

“I’ve been there before.” He shrugged, trying to look nonchalant.

The two of them exchanged an uncomfortable look. They’d been bound, trapped in a spell, as Wilcox’s coven sent Adam to the Between, counting on his mercy to bring the Wolf back with him. They’d missed his return, and the results of Wilcox’s misjudgment.

“If Cole and the others are there then I might be able to reach them.”

“It’s dangerous,” Jodi said.

“We’ll be here though,” Emily countered. “We can anchor him and pull him out of it if it goes wrong.”

Jodi still did not seem convinced. Adam had to remember that she’d suffered a loss in the fall, that she, too, still wasn’t quite herself since then.

“I’ll be careful,” Adam said.