*Kenna*
The porch light of Uncle Alex's house was like a lighthouse leading us away from the rocks. The darkness around us felt oppressive and dangerous. After Jack ran off like he did, the gravity of the situation had crashed down on me. It was everything I could do to keep from crying. If Matt wasn't holding my hand, I don't know if I would have been able to keep running.
Blaise was trying to kidnap me. What he would do to me if he succeeded I couldn't say, but the memory of his teeth pressing into my shoulder gave me a pretty good idea. It made me feel sick to think about.
When Reid, Matt, and I reached the front door we were ushered inside by a young man I didn't recognize. He was exceptionally tall and had close-cropped red hair. His eyes were pale gray and wide as he checked th
