The doorknob stopped turning.
Tamara sucked in a breath. Her silver mark threw spooky shadows in the dark. Marcus had gone full wolf, a low rumble shaking him. Even Lilith, usually all smiles, was dead serious, sharp and alert.
The knob twisted the other way. Slow. Like testing a lock.
Then, nothing.
“It's gone,” Elder Aldric whispered after what felt like forever.
“Nope,” Lilith breathed. “It's waiting.”
Tamara felt Kai's sudden jolt of panic slam through their bond. He knew something was up. She could sense him sprinting back, his wolf desperate to get here faster. But he was still too far away.
A child's giggle echoed from the hallway.
Every hair on Tamara stood on end. The sound was wrong. Too high, too sweet. Like honeyed broken glass.
‘What is that?” she whispered.
“Somethi
