Chapter 37

“How’re your sleep patterns?” Will asked. “Do you have nightmares a lot?”

“No. I mean, I always have dreams, and they’re usually pretty vivid, but nothing like this.”

“Do you sleep the night through? Have insomnia? Anything unusual at all?”

“Nope. Pretty boring.”

“Which puts us back at being pure magic,” Uncle Martin said. “He was dreaming about you. Maybe that’s why you couldn’t get near him. A natural instinct to protect himself from a force his mind perceives as dangerous.”

Will rolled his eyes. “For one thing, there’s no way Alec could think I’m a threat to him. You were thrown off him, too, remember.”