Sage didn’t even give me a chance to breathe.
“What happened? What did you see? Who was she? Was it someone from our family? Did I know her? What did she say? Did she tell you what’s coming? Are you okay? Are you hurt? What all went down?”
Her words crashed over me in a wave, too fast to catch, too heavy to process. My head spun, and I could only blink at her, my mouth opening but nothing coming out.
“Let her answer one question at a time,” Alaric cut in, his voice flat, his posture sharp where he leaned against the wall. “She needs control, not chaos.”
“Excuse me for caring,” Sage snapped back, her hands flying up. “She’s my niece, my best friend—”
But I wasn’t listening to their bickering. My chest hurt, my throat tightened, and before I could crumble, Tyler moved. No hesitation, no
