Raine POV
“Look, Z… can you see this name?” I asked, jabbing my finger at the corner of the map, my pulse pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.
“What name?” Z’s brows knitted together, her tone clipped, deadly serious.
My frown deepened. “Don’t joke with me right now.”
“I’m not.” She leaned closer, her sharp eyes narrowing. “There’s nothing there.”
“Nothing?” I almost snapped. “For real? You can’t see these three letters right here?” I dragged her face even closer. “Come on, Z. Use your werewolf vision or whatever it is you people do—”
Z threw her head back and cackled. “I am trying, mademoiselle. But I’m telling you, there’s nothing there.”
Her laughter felt wrong. It made my skin crawl. Because I knew she wasn’t lying.
“Fine,” I muttered, tracing the letters again and a
