CAROLINE'S EYES GLOWED YELLOW for a moment and then she crumpled into Iosefa's shoulder. "No. My poor baby is dead," she sobbed.
"No, she's not. And I think she's trying to talk to me."
Caroline sat up, her eyes shining with hope. "You saw her? How?"
I explained the grainy black and white vision and the true dream of her with Peter. Her face paled when I told her about Shanna and Peter's bond.
"But she's alive," she whispered. "They told me she was dead. And she stopped talking to me ..." Her face fell again. "And now he's mutilated her ..."
"What do you mean she stopped talking to you?" Zander asked.
Caroline opened and closed her mouth, unable to explain. Iosefa rubbed a hand along her arm and took over. "Shannandoah was--"
"Is," I interrupted.
He clenched his eyebrows together
