*Seth*
Oliver brings Bobby inside the bubble and agrees to stay with them as Mom joins him. The guards must remain outside since Molly isn’t here to allow them in. There’s no time to worry about that right now.
“We’ve got them, Seth,” Mom reassures me. “Go help Molly.”
“The milk is low,” I tell her as I look in the fridge. She was supposed to be back in a few hours.
“She’s been stabbed with wolfsbane,” Stella says. “She won’t be able to feed him for a few says. Send a guard to get formula, but do it quietly so no one can tamper with it.”
“Molly will hate it, but it’s the only choice,” Oliver says, and Mom nods. “Just don’t tell her if you can avoid it.”
We step outside, and I strip down, throwing my clothes into a bag. “Listen, I’m not going to wait for you. You’re on your
