APRIL
Jade had gone quiet for once, and that terrified me more than anything. She leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, eyes narrowed.
"If they touch her," she said, "I'll gut every last one of them."
"Don't talk like that," I snapped. "This isn't a game, Jade."
She smirked, unfazed. "Neither was watching you cry every night she didn't call."
I glared at her, but the truth stung. I had cried. We both had.
"April," Mom's voice brought me back, soft but sharp. "You said she sounded scared?"
I nodded. "More than scared. She sounded like... like she thought this might be goodbye."
The words lodged in my throat.
Dad's hand tightened around the hilt of his silver blade. "Then we don't wait."
He turned to us, the fierce glint of the hunter fully awakened in his eyes. "We lock down the house. Every door, every window. Wolfsbane by the perimeter. No one leaves. Not until the full moon passes."
"And Violet?" I asked.
"We'll get her back," he said. "One way or another."
