Our strategy meeting came to an abrupt halt as the doors burst open. A guard stumbled in, his face ashen and chest heaving. The scent of fear rolled off him in waves, instantly putting us all on high alert.
“What's happened?” Timothee demanded, his voice sharp with concern.
The guard struggled to catch his breath, his eyes wide with horror.
“Lycan, there's been an attack,” he gasped out. “The orphanage by the lake... it's been destroyed. Everything's in ruins and... and on fire.”
A collective gasp rippled through the room. I felt my heart drop, a chill running down my spine.
“Fire?” I exclaimed, unable to keep the shock and anger from my voice. “How is that possible? What about the children?”
The guard shook his head, fighting back tears. “I... I don't know, Luna. It happened so fas
