Page 103 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

I don’t know how to say this, Jayce, but the block I felt trying to go to that specific moment in time, to remain there to see the enemy... I felt that very same energy when I tried to teleport back in time to the moment your mother was killed, but couldn’t. It felt exactly the same – the same kind of energy, the same block that was stopping me. Ahren’s voice enters my mind.

I freeze, my entire body stiffening as his words sink in, and I look at him sharply. Sienna’s heart is racing, too, as she stares at Ahren.

Are you saying you think a primordial killed Aunty Raven? she asks, clearly as shaken as I am.

I don’t think; I’m fairly certain, Ahren responds.

The same primordial, or do you think there are two? Sienna asks the question that has just crossed my mind, too.

I have no idea, but I think it’s time we call a Council meeting and get everyone up to date, Ahren says quietly.

I remain silent, the news that there is another force at play… And Theo, who was so certain it was one of our own. There’s no way it could be one of our own. Maybe he’s wrong. I need to talk to him. I miss talking to my brothers as one. Since he left, since I left, since his accusation – things haven’t been the same. Right now, I wish he were here; I wish we were all together so we could discuss this.

We pass through security at the gates, heading towards the Westwood Mansion, when I speak through the link again.

How do we find out who is a primordial?

There’s silence before Ahren responds, I don’t know.

I am certain we witches should be able to find a way, Sienna adds, looking at me; the tension between us pulls tight, and we both look away at the same time. Right now, I wish I could reverse time to the moment before I lost my temper and said way more than I should have.

Or even demons; you are connected to Nyx, too, I say quietly.

Ahren sighs. “I need a break.”

“Don’t we all…”

I have one request: I don’t want anything we discovered mentioned to anyone as of yet – especially regarding the primordial who can take a person’s wolf, and if they do happen to be the one who killed Mom, then that’s two fucking birds with one stone. Let’s set a trap, I say quietly.

That’s risky, Ahren says, now glancing at me.

I shake my head. I don’t know… The fewer of us who know, I think the better… If the enemy is connected to us, for example, if he’s somehow using Katara… My train of thought dies as something Theo said ages ago returns to me. The enemy knew where to look for the tomes…

Jayce? Sienna’s voice draws me from my thoughts, and I frown.

If he’s using anyone as a spy, then we don’t know who we can trust. So, for now, let’s keep it between us. Where is Dante? I ask Ahren.

Probably paying his dues. He shrugs, then winces but doesn’t explain what he means, and I don’t really fucking care.

Let’s at least ask Heaven and Allie for help. Sienna says softly.

Allie? There’s nothing she can do, so what’s the point?

We are the Trinity Witches; together we work well. I know they can both be trusted. Maybe more minds can help?

Bit rich coming from you, I say quietly through the mind-link.

She frowns slightly, looking away. A lesson learned.

Ahren frowns at me. “Stop bullying my sister; she’s still a Rossi Princess and has an army behind her if you dare upset her.”

“You’re fucking annoying, you know that?” I shoot back.

“I’m told so often enough, not that I agree,” he says as we reach the door to the mansion. I reach to open it, but it’s pulled open by Dad. He’s only in a pair of sweatpants, and he seems to have been in bed.

“I was just told by patrol that you three were returning. Where were you?” he asks.

“My bike. Fuck,” I mutter.