Elena
There is no question in my mind as to who was responsible for starting the fire that morning.
Natalie.
Natalie, who conveniently arrived home that afternoon, was confused as to what had happened. She swore she had been gone the night before at her old friend Dara’s house. I would need to confirm that alibi before trusting anything else she said.
“Oh Elena,” she said, trying to play the consoling older sister, “that must have been so horrifying! I cannot even imagine, while you were sleeping and so vulnerable!”
“I’m just glad she got out,” Killian said, his arm around me. He had more or less kept in physical contact with me all day long. I was too weary to mention it, and felt the situation warranted a little extra PDA from Alpha and Luna.
“Of course, thank the goddess!” Nat
