Valencia drove to the Adams’ home. She had unintentionally memorized the way, the day Alaric went missing. Her mind was reeling with thoughts she could hardly believe were her own . . . She was different somehow changed. She looked into the rearview mirror and nearly swerved off the road when she noticed her eyes . . . They had changed. They were a clear purple like her brother had mentioned earlier.
Maybe she really wasn’t in her right mind after all . . . but the decision had already been made. Melissa was going to pay. Why should she be able to walk freely around while Ty still lay unconscious, fighting for his life in a hospital bed due to her actions. Sydney was crumbling, watching her son suffer a fate as gruesome as her late husband's. Della was spiraling, she had met her mate,
