Cade’s hand was gone. I moaned.
“Cade.” My voice came out in a hoarse whisper. I moved, expecting to lift my body out of the bed and go look for him, but I could barely turn my head. When I managed to lift it slightly, the room spun despite my closed eyes.
“There. There. Everything is all right,” Lukas’s mother said, holding onto me. “I’m right here.”
“Me too,” Lily’s voice chirped. “We’ll make you better, Senna. Mommy’s making you some of her special soup and cookies. It always makes me feel better when I’m sick.”
My eyelids slowly peeled open. Through blurred vision, I could barely make out Lily. Her freckled face slowly focused. “Lukas is feeding Mika and Milo,” she said.
“Cade,” I croaked again. I knew I hadn’t been dreaming. He was alive in the Sanctuary. I had to see him, touch
