Elena’s POV

My mind spun in chaos after hearing Mom’s words. The initials LH kept echoing in my thoughts, yet no one I knew matched them. I paced the room, silent except for the soft rustle of my shoes against the floor. Finally, I stopped and faced her.

“Mom, could you keep an eye on things for me? Please let me know when they have their next gathering,” I said quietly, my voice steady despite the anxiety twisting in my chest.

She hesitated, her unease evident. “Elena… what ...