“Now, what do you mean that wasn’t Donovan?” William asked impatiently.
Everyone was watching her intently, all just as curious as to what information Ember had.
“I spent nearly a month with Reign,” Ember started taking a breath. “That man wasn’t him.”
“How can you be sure? Did you see his face underneath his cloak?” William asked.
“No, but I didn’t have to. It didn’t sound or act like Donovan,” Ember insisted.
“But you can’t be positive,” William pushed. “You don’t know if Reign was playing a role with you and now we are seeing his true self.”
Ember shook her head. “I promise you, that wasn’t him.”
William scoffed before standing and walking to the fire.
“Let’s say it isn’t Reign,” Turner chimed in. “What would that mean?”
“It would mean that there are two night-stalkers n
