Zara POV

When I return to the Taylor house, Stella and Sandra are both there.

For some reason, when this mother-daughter pair sees me, their eyes flicker with guilt—like thieves caught in the act.

Raven stirs inside me, suspicious. 'Their wolves smell wrong. Anxious. Lyric is practically vibrating with nervous energy.'

I'm too lazy to deal with them. My mind is still on last night. Who attacked me?

Could it be this hateful mother and daughter? Or Esta?

Unfortunately, I have no evidence right ...