Verena 

The fork Jana gripped fell hard against the plate, the harsh sound slicing through the air as the color drained from her face. “What—” she whispered slowly, rising to her feet. 

My mouth parted in shock, my eyes flitting from Kian who remained frozen on the seat, horror slowly slipping through his face to Mikael whose face scrunched in confusion, and back to Neil whose jaw tightened like they were clenching down on a thousand buried secrets. 

Daxton leaned back in the chair, dark amusement in his eyes as he chewed slowly like he was savoring the meat in his mouth and the destruction happening right in front of...