Annie's POV:
My fingers went rigid.
Elena was being nice to my son.
The realization turned my stomach. She'd taken my child and was using warmth and attention to win his affection, making him attach to her without knowing any better. And my son had no idea. He didn't know what lay behind her "kindness." He didn't know what his mother had been through.
"Is that so?" I managed a smile. "You should thank Luna Elena, then."
"Yeah!" Jack nodded hard. "I even drew a picture for her. It's me and her and Alexander—"
"Jack," Jasper cut in, his tone sharper than usual. "Go inside and rest for a bit. I need to talk to your mother."
Jack hesitated, then nodded and ran into the cabin.
The door closed. Jasper looked at me. "He's fine. I checked. No injuries. He's eating well, sleeping well, and
