They all heard the words and, for a beat, the room became nothing but a held breath.

Morwen's voice hung in the doorway like a blade. "I know where Chloe is."

Valerius moved before the rest of the sentence had fallen. He closed the door with one hard hand and crossed the penthouse in long, precise strides until he stood a mere breath from the witch. The light caught Morwen's bone mask and eyes, and for an instant, Valerius saw only the thing that had dared to take Chloe: a figure threaded ...