“Confirmed. Reporting out.” And the connection is severed.
Goosebumps cover my body from the military tone and words used. Slowly, the shock wears off and dread settles on my shoulders like a heavy cloak. I drop my head in my hands, and squeeze my eyes shut. Oh, gods. Emma. What are they going to do to her? Hang in there, Em. Keep fighting. Don’t give up. This is all my fault. I led them straight to her. I’m so sorry Emma. Forgive me.
I’ve never felt so helpless, not even when I was kidnapped. Drust. The fae’s evil spike-toothed smile haunts me, and I wonder if he filed his teeth that way, or if they were all shaped like needles at birth.
My phone starts ringing, and I fish it out of my purse. It’s Jo. Wow. I have to get used to how fast word travels. But of course. Jo and Niall would b
