Chapter Fifty Five
"Drive to Protect"
When we return to the conference room, I’m pleased to see that Jason and Derick are conscious, seated around the table, with slightly frazzled expressions as the witches around them talk over each other to decide what exact sabotage we’ll employ once we’re on Shadow pack territory.
As soon as I walk in, both the twins heads swivel in my direction. Then, a very, very strange thing occurs. They both sit up straighter in their seats at the same time, as if yanked by invisible strings, and after a moment I realize that they aren’t staring at me—they’re staring at Savannah. I mean, really staring, giving her the predator-hunting-prey look.
Jason mindlinks me, Who’s the witch? At the same time that Derick mindlinks, Who’s the angel?
Why are they mindl
