DAISY'S POV

But something was happening to my voice. The smoke was making it hard to breathe, and the words of the spell were getting harder to say.

And then I heard the worst sound possible.

The chamber doors burst open, and vampire council members rushed in.

"Fire!" one of them shouted. "Everyone out!"

"Wait!" another voice called. "Someone's in here!"

Through the smoke and flames, I could see them looking for survivors.

If they found us in the middle of a magical ritual, they would try to stop us.

And if the spell was interrupted now, Viktor and I would both become Death Walkers immediately.

"Hide!" I tried to...