Caitlyn’s POV

Trust was a fragile thing, and tonight, it shattered.

The night air was thick with tension as I paced the length of the bakery, my mind racing. Jane had been gone for hours now. No one had seen her leave, no trace of her scent remained, and the only thing left behind was a single silver feather resting on the counter. My hands shook as I held it, a cold dread settling deep in my bones. This wasn’t an accident.

Raymond and I had already searched the town. Bree was gone. Elias had disappeared into the shadows as he always did, offering no guidance. The Elders were still...