ADINNA’S POV
The silence that follows can cut glass.
The room hums with something thick and alive, and an invisible thread pulls at all of us. The air feels charged like a storm right before it breaks. For a second, no one moves or breathes.
Then Hunter grips the nearest table, his knuckles white, his jaw flexing as if he is holding back a snarl.
“It can’t be her.” His voice is rough and guttural like it was scraped from somewhere deep inside of him.
Riley steps back instinctively, her eyes darting between us. I can feel her confusion pressing against mine.
Dean’s eyes find me. There’s something in them that made my stomach. He whispers my name, so softly it almost doesn’t reach me. “Adinna…”
And then, of course, Jace breaks the silence the only way he knows how with venom. “What di
