Violet’s POV
I stared at the fire raging in the distance, my whole body frozen.
That terrible feeling I’d had earlier saved me. If I’d gone back to the hotel, I’d be trapped in that fire now. That building was seventy or eighty floors, and I was staying near the top. Even as a werewolf, I wouldn’t have made it out.
I’d have burned alive.
Caleb and Isolde were in shock too. They were both fierce warriors, but this was something else entirely.
“How… how does something like this even happen?” Isolde asked, her voice shaky. “It’s not fire season. Could it really just be an accident?”
“What kind of accident happens on the exact day Evelyn gets her shares back?” Sid’s voice was ice-cold. “This isn’t an accident. This is goddamn murder.”
Silence. The only sounds were the wind and our heavy
