“Kiara caught Monica’s magic mixed with Savannah’s blood, but the spell was left here.”
Kaden crouched, checking the ground himself.
“Someone took her,” he said, fury rising under the knot of worry.
Who the hell dared take his Serafina?
“Where’s the one who cast this spell?” he demanded, voice cold. Realizing how hard his aura hit them, he forced it down a notch. “Answer.”
“Monica didn’t do it. She’s been with us...”
“But one of her people could’ve followed Savannah’s scent the same way you did. Tell me where she is!”
“I’m here, Your Majesty.” Monica’s voice came from behind him, and Kaden turned with a feral expression.
She stepped back, sweating, wringing her hands.
“If I’m here, it only means I knew they were looking for her...”
“No, no, Your Majesty! Please listen!” Monica wa
