(Olivia's POV)
"They found Stella first," Isabella reported, bursting into my quarters before dawn. Her face was tight with concern, dark circles under her eyes suggesting she hadn't slept. "She was hiding in an abandoned den near the border."
I rose immediately. "How bad?"
"Badly bruised, dehydrated. Some deeper wounds that suggest she fought her way out of something. But she's alive."
My hands clenched. "And the others?"
"Eden and Lucy turned up at one of our backup safe houses just before midnight. Marie managed to flag down a merchant caravan—thankfully one of our allies. All of them are injured, but they'll recover."
"And Tina?" The name felt heavy on my tongue.
Isabella's expression darkened. "Still missing. But..." She hesitated.
"What aren't you telling me?"
"The others...
