Zara
"Holly." She muttered something under her breath, closing my bedroom door behind her.
My half-sister, a mix of Demon and witch, was very much like me, though she lacked the devotion and strength of an entire pack behind her.
I wanted to trust her, wanted to believe I wasn't alone in this, but I had to remain cautious. Whether I trusted her or not changes nothing. She was family, and I won't leave her alone.
Marcus came by later that day, and I put my plan into action. I was losing patience, my anxiety growing with each passing day. The silver bracelets on my wrists separated me from Kane, though at that point, I didn't have enough information to give him.
At worst, I would have used the shadows to contact him, but I needed to know the location of the warehouse and when they were planning to attack.
