My father looks at me intently. "We also need more patrols around both the territory and the town. We still don't know how they've been getting in without leaving any traces," he growls.

I nod.

We all head out of the cells, and the fresh air hits my nose, helping clear my head after being around the smell of stale blood. I make my way straight to the nursery, aware that I'm not alone. William is walking beside me.

"Leo, got a minute?" he ...