Thanes pov.

I could have sworn I heard a crack in my chest.

“What are you talking about Andera?” I demanded. Andera sniffed some more. Murderous rage ripped through me while my mind raced a mile a minute with the worst cases scenarios. If someone hurt her or Tiffany.....

I shook the thoughts away; I couldn't possibly be thinking of killing someone when I was in a cemetery.

“It's Tiffany. Sh...she is....we couldn't...” Andera stuttered. My blood pressure skyrocketed.

“Send me your location, now. I'll be there.” she ended the call and I waited for Andera's message.

“Are you leaving?” Imogen asked, her red-rimmed eyes peeking out from under the...