Katrina~
The world snapped back into existence with a violent lurch.
I stumbled forward as the teleportation finished, slamming my shoulder into something hard and polished — a mahogany dresser, maybe. A crash followed as an expensive vase toppled over, shattering into glittering pieces across the marble floor. My knees nearly buckled under the sudden weight of bodies landing with me — Vincent and Winter still clinging to my hands as if the universe itself had decided to mock me.
The Lawrence estate. Nick's house. I'd done it.
Except… not exactly gracefully.