She closed her eyes and dragged in a breath.
Tyler knew that she’d found her sister since he’d been called in to the murders of both victims. The bodies had been…partially consumed.
When he’d first reached Andrea Faeler’s kill site, it had been difficult to understand what he’d been looking at. Gradually, as his mind had fought to comprehend, the images had become clear—mangled, torn muscles, gobbets of matter no one wanted to examine closely. Blood absolutely everywhere. No longer human-looking, just so much meat and bone.
Amelia had been there before him. She’d been the one to notify the Fae Coven of the murder before she’d disappeared, presumably to hunt the rogue.
Even worse than the scene was the knowledge both Andrea had been conscious until she’d succumbed to their injuries. rog
