Ye screw with this lass, ye get put on yer ass. Since being marked as the heir apparent I've been stabbed, kidnapped, black-listed, tortured, targeted, and accused of being the cause of pretty much every magical mishap that's hit the streets of Toronto. To some, I'm a nuisance, to others a curiosity, and others still-a problem to be eliminated. Whatevs, haters gotta hate. But when a mushroom cloud of dark and dangerous falls over my family and friends,...