"Corinne."
The name tore out of me before I'd fully processed the horror of it.
"We need to move," Lucien said, already pulling me toward the chamber's side entrance, Damien and Marcus falling in beside us.
"What about here," I said, glancing back at the chaos still unfolding around the elders' table, Renata Cole restrained and struggling against two guards. "Caleb's still loose in this building."
"Let the council handle Caleb for now," Lucien said. "He's cornered. He can't run far with this many witnesses watching. Corinne can't defend herself against a trained mercenary alone."
The senior elder's voice rose above the commotion behind us. "De Villiers. Where are you going."
"There's an active threat at my family's estate," Lucien called back. "I need every man Marcus can spare, imme
