“Only one. The youngest is the assassin.”
Lunessa. Well s**t. Did that change things? Why would the Darkwyn coven not want Lunessa to roam about if she was a trained assassin? Wouldn’t they want her to work with us?
“Kiana, do you know how to get in touch with the coven?”
“No, but I bet Irene does. I’ll talk to her tomorrow.”
“Why?” Jenson demanded. “Because you don’t trust Irene?”
I shot him a hard look, but he just scowled. “It is not because of Irene.”
“You should tell him,” Kiana said suddenly. “I don’t think she’s here to cause problems, but if I’m wrong, he should know. They should know, especially if Amelia is guarding me.”
After a moment, I nodded. “Fine, but like Bridget’s betrayal, this needs to stay between us, and if whoever hunted Irene finds out, we may all very well b
