Seraphina’s POV

As Kit and I drove back to the homestead, I still hadn’t received my morning messages from Rosie. This was odd—nearly noon. Annie would be awake by now. Rosie would have taken Annika to work with her. I would have gotten a picture of Annie playing in Rosie’s herb display.

My hands began to tingle, and I had a sinking feeling in my gut.

I didn’t like this. I didn’t like this at all.

Kit reached over to me, grasping my hand. ...