Lila’s POV
I stood there dumbfounded, speechless even.
Dante moved past me, his eyes scanning every corner of the room with the focused attention of someone trained to notice details others would miss. He knelt by where Joan’s ritual circle had been, running his fingers across the floorboards. When he stood, his expression was stern.
“Concealment magic,” he said quietly. “Strong concealment magic. Someone came in after you left and wiped everything clean. It wasn’t just physically, but magically too. They removed all evidence that anything unusual happened here.”
My hands trembled as I touched my bed, the only thing in the room that still looked the same. “But Joan… where’s Joan?”
Dante’s jaw tightened. “I don’t know.”
Those words scare me more than anything, because if he didn’t kno
