Grace POV

The pieces click into place.

Last night. The eyes in the darkness. The sensation of being watched.

It was her.

"So you were the one lurking in the shadows." I let my smile turn vicious. "Following me around like some stalker. That's pathetic even for you, Lilith."

Her eyes narrow. "I don't know what you're—"

"Please." I step closer. "You think I didn't feel you watching? Hiding in the trees like a voyeur?" I lean in. "Does Damien ...