"Yes. But Sophia..." Thea's face was grave.
"Whoever did this is skilled with dark magic. Very skilled."
The traitor.
The one we'd been hunting.
They'd gotten to my daughter.
"Someone was going to pay for this, "I said.
Thea worked quickly, her magic unraveling the sleep spell.
Erica's eyes fluttered open.
"Mom?" Her voice was weak, confused.
"I'm here, baby." I squeezed her hand, relief flooding through me.
"What happened? What do you remember?"
Erica frowned, struggling.
"I was... looking for something. Following a purple thread with my Sight..."
"What thread? Where did it lead?"
"I found... a message." Her eyes widened as memory returned.
"A coded message. To Silverpine Pack. Intelligence about our defenses."
"Who sent it?"
"I saw them." Erica's voice dropped to a w
