CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Three weeks passed.
The council was still debating. Mariel Devereaux had been stripped of her authority pending investigation, but the Devereaux family was far from defeated. Luc had gone into hiding—his testimony made him a target. Rhys was barely speaking to his father, their relationship fractured by his defiance. Maya's grandmother had withdrawn to "consider the evidence," which everyone knew meant she was waiting to see which way the wind would blow.
Sasha spent those three weeks in the cabin with her parents.
Elena grew stronger every day. The machines were gone now, replaced by witch healing and werewolf constitution. She could walk short distances. Could eat solid food. Could laugh at Daniel's terrible jokes and hold Sasha's hand and talk about the years they'd
