Book 8: Under the Wards

Evander

My mind is a roaring, tangled mass of chaos as I tear through the castle with Kenna at my side. It’s full night–nearly 3:00 AM–but the castle is alight with activity as warriors canvass every inch of every room and winding hallway. 

Kenna’s tears have dried, but her eyes are wide and hollow as I guide her to my family’s wing, neither of us saying a word. 

Brie was taken last night, and so far, she hasn’t been found. A maid is dead–killed in my mate’s bedroom. Neither of us have eaten or slept. 

Worse yet, the prisoner I interviewed in the barracks is gone as well. 

All signs point to the Draven Coven for the kidnapping and murder. 

I yank Kenna into the foyer of my family’s quarters. It’s quiet–my parents are out, probably sitting in Ella's office or Ryatt’s war room deciding what needs to be done, but I’m sick of waiting. 

Kenna’s despair is like a blade in my chest. 

I take