Carl stopped speaking suddenly. He tilted his head to the side, listening, then quickly got to his feet. "Tiara is in trouble."
They rushed back into the party, Carl pushing a path through the crowd. Violet followed close behind him. At times like this, she wished she still felt the pack bond. Carl knew where Tiara was, what she was feeling, but Violet stumbled along blindly after him, cut off from the important senses--the ones that connected her to the pack and him. Violet had no clue what might have happened in the middle of the party, only that Carl's panic had started leaking through the solid wall between their bonds.
The crowd cleared as Violet stumbled into a room behind Carl. The room with disco lights. It didn't take long for them to realize why the crowd had cleared. Tiara was
