Cassie’s Pov
The door to the crypt creaked closed behind me, isolating me from the tumult above the fortress. I stood in the center of the chill room, my breath echoing against the stone.
This had been holy ground, a place where no one and nothing could reach us. Just three of us. Mark, Lark, and me.
Everything is different now.
Boots charged down the stairs of stone.
They appeared. Mark first, still eyes burning. Lark coming right behind him, fists balled as if restraining something uncontrolled.
"Talk," Mark snapped.
I needed to get my mouth moving, but no sound emerged.
"Don't shut down on us now," Lark snarled. "You owe us the truth."
"I was trying to keep him safe," I barely managed to say.
"That's not good enough," Mark snapped. "You lied to us. How long?"
Mark had return
