We needed another singer. I still had no clue where Nash was, which only amplified my panic backstage.
"Wulf!" I shouted. "Where's Wulf?"
The pandemonium increased, as those closest sought my brother aggressively. Someone shouted, and he appeared seemingly out of nowhere.
"I'm here," he said.
"Good. I want you out there." I thrust my arm toward the stage.
"Uh." His eyes flicked from me to the heavy curtain separating us from the audience. "Like, on stage?"
"Yes. I have an idea I think will be really cool."
He listened intently as I detailed my plan, grinning the whole time. When I finished, he said, "I always wanted to be famous."
Darkness. Complete darkness. Not a candle, not a phone, not a flashlight was to illuminate the stage. I allowed Kade his usual bit, sneaking to his
