The next morning, Evie woke to the sound of shouting. She sat up in bed, confused and disoriented. Sunlight streamed through the windows. The clock on the nightstand said it was almost noon.
She had slept late, exhausted from the stress of last night. But now something was wrong. She could hear angry voices coming from downstairs.
Evie threw on a robe and hurried out of her room. In the hallway, she nearly ran into Delilah.
"What is happening?" Evie asked.
Delilah's face was pale. "Emergency pack meeting. Someone was attacked last night after we got back from the cathedral."
"Who?"
"Treasure. Raphael's daughter. She is here, asking for sanctuary."
Evie followed Delilah downstairs. In the main hall, a crowd had gathered. At the center stood a young woman Evie had never seen before. S
