“My sister-in-law came tonight. She was in labor and asked for help.”
“Congratulations.” He said in a slightly annoyed tone, like I was unreasonable for disrupting him over that.
“The coven had been keeping her and my brother captive while she was pregnant. They’ve been starving them.”
The room was silent for a moment, and Jackson lifted his massive head.
“The child?”
“The baby’s fine. They said the coven kept it healthy, and that after it was born, they were going to take it away. No need to waste ‘fresh’ blood.”
The couch groaned as he shifted his weight. Ansel turned a lamp on near him, and I squinted as my eyes adjusted. He rubbed his face and sighed.
We have to do something about it. He has to do something. Who knows what they’ll do next? What if they try attacking us? There ha
