Angel’s POV

As I nestled against Noah, I thought back to the last conversation I had with David:

David crouched down in front of me. There was a crazy, feral look in his eyes, one I had never seen before. I instinctively wrapped my arms around myself, a cold wave of fear washing over me.

"D-Dad, why am I here?" I stammered, my voice trembling.

He raised his arms in a grand gesture. "Honey, I have great news. Your mom is alive! Katherine is alive!" he announced, ...