CASSIAN'S POV
I watched Jessica disappear up the stairs, her shoulders tight with exhaustion. The moment she was out of sight, Sebastian's expression hardened.
"We need to talk," he said, his voice low and serious. "Now."
Julian, Dominic, and I exchanged glances. Whatever this was, it wasn't good.
We moved to the study, closing the door behind us. Sebastian paced in front of the fireplace, his jaw clenched, his hands flexing at his sides.
"Sebastian," I said carefully. "What's going on?"
He stopped pacing and turned to face us. "Jessica's been getting threats. For weeks now."
The words hung in the air like a bomb.
"What?" Dominic's voice was deadly quiet. "What kind of threats?"
"Notes in her locker," Sebastian said. "Texts from unknown numbers. Messages saying she doesn't belong
