Teresa

When Clara dove us back to the Alpha house, every inch of my body ached emotionally from all I’d seen and heard.

I struggled to get the image of the isolated town out of my head and failed. The broken roads, the bitterness in Hera’s eyes, the frustration on Alora’s face, and the silence of the town all came back.

As I walked into the house, I stopped fighting it and handed my bag to Jorren. The butler took one look at my face and frowned.

“Harsh day, ...