Vivienne's POV
The bonfire was burning low now, its glow pulsing like a heartbeat beneath the smoke filled sky. It had been hours since the last incident, but that night was still loud with music thrumming and buzzing, loud laughter echoing in every corner, and the metallic clatter of bottles. But underneath it all, there was something else. I couldn't exactly place a finger to what it really was, because it felt more of a shift in the air than anything else. A cool breeze rustled by, but instead of calming me, it only whispered tales of a danger I couldn’t name.
I was panicking but for no clearer reason, and I wasn't sure if I was glad about the fact that no one seemed to notice it, or not. Maybe if Callie were anywhere near, she would be able to sniff it out.
“Calm down, Vee.” I for
