* William’s POV *
Claire was silent. She sat frozen beside me, completely and utterly void of any emotion. I wanted her to say something, anything really. I needed to know that she fully understood the enormity of the situation we were facing.
But she said nothing. She simply looked at me like I was a piece of chipped paint on a wall, completely uninterested and unresponsive to me.
“Claire, did you hear what I said?” I asked.
She nodded slowly, even though her eyes were unfocused and she looked like she was deep in thought.
“You don’t need to worry,” I said. “I’m not going to let anyone hurt you, okay?”
Slowly, her eyes drifted towards me, and she asked in a very quiet voice, “Who is Zion?”
I leaned back as I began to tell her the story. Until recently, I didn’t even know of hi
