Sierra’s POV
I let out a scream that halted the fight around us, and everyone turned to stare at me.
“What’s it Sierra?” Damon asked me, his eyes filled with worry.
“They are gone!” I whispered, still shocked that I missed them. I couldn’t discern if I was angry that we were late, or disappointed that I couldn’t save my brother, or just wanted to cry my heart out. In the end, I did none of those, as I felt numbness seeping into my veins. I failed even before I started…
“What’s that?” Damon asked, snapping me out of my trance and I looked up to see him staring at something at the other end of the tent.
I narrowed my eyes, seeing something flutter in there and right then, a familiar scent drifted into my nostrils. It was faint, mixed with dust, but I recognized my brother’s scent and e
