Chloe’s POV

“Stay here,” Jake said, already reaching for his jacket. “We’ll handle this. And I promise you, we will bring Mira back home safely.”

I nodded, because that was what I always did when he used that tone, the one that sounded calm but carried iron underneath. Tyler was already by the door, speaking quietly with the officers, his face set in that hard, focused way I’d come to recognize. Men preparing for war. Last time I saw him looked that way was weeks ago, before ...