Ivonne’s POV

“I had a feeling,” I inhaled briefly and stared into space, the thoughts whirling around in my head about what next to do.

“They didn't come alone,” he went on to say and my ears perked up.

“How do you mean?” I implored, running my fingers through my brown hair, my feet unconsciously tapping on the floor.

“They came with guns too,” he informed and my breath hitched, the gravity of the situation washing over me. “Loaded with silver bullets.”

“Where are they advancing from?” I interrogated as I began pacing the kitchen space. “How did they get in? What were the guards doin--”

“Luna,” Jarvis called out...