I spin on Piers, terror taking hold. "What is she talking about?" I grasp at his arm, almost causing us to go off the side of the road. Piers swears softly and shoves me away while Sage growls in the back seat, anxiety rising with mine.

"Leave off, Charlotte." My sorcerer friend's face is grim.

"You know what she means." I sink back into my seat, fear clawing at my insides like my wolf trying to escape. "Tell me." He's quiet, so ...