Desiree’s POV
“Lock her away?” My heart hammered so hard it felt like it was trying to bruise its way out of my chest. “What are you talking about? Brandon said she was sulking.”
Elder Maeve stared at me like I was the devil wearing silk and innocence.
For one long, terrible second, something changed across her face. From shock, to fury, then to something far uglier.
The crumpled paper in her hand shook as she let out a laugh that sounded wrong. “Sulking?” she repeated, the word laced with sarcasm. “Oh, that’s rich.”
My stomach twisted.
The garden suddenly felt too quiet and everything that had been moving seemed to suddenly die between us.
“What did he lie about?” I asked, taking a step closer before I could stop myself. “Where is Celine?”
Maeve's lips curled, but there was no t
