Sienna’s POV
My hand rested on my stomach as I sat at the dining room table that morning, my thoughts racing. The next few days would go down in history, and I was wrapped up right in the middle of it.
A sharp series of knocks on the front door startled me, sounding urgent. I shifted out of my chair, opening the door to find Alaric leaning there on the porch, his eyes somber.
“What happened?” I frowned, stepping back as he brushed past me, the tension in him transferring to me. It still felt weird to be standing there with him after everything.
“Lucius and I were in the tunnels last night.” Alaric drifted to the living room windows, his eyes focused outside.
“Right…” I stood across the room from him, leaning against the entryway. Clearly, something very bad had ha
