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In the washed out red and blue hues, a man stood on the front lawn talking to a paramedic as they wheeled not one covered body on a stretcher, but two. I stared hard, recognizing Silas Ares as he turned his head toward me as he stood on the lawn.
I eased my foot off the brake and lett the car roll past, before I grabbed my phone and sped up. One swipe of my thumb and the number on the other end of the line rang.
“Yeah?” Harper’s voice was heavy with sleep.
“Two bodies are being wheeled out of the Ares house as we speak. Any idea what’s going on there?”
“Two?”
“Two.”
“Jesus.” Sounds of the bedding shifting under him came in the background.
I turned onto my street, my house blissfully darkened. “Find out what you can,” I muttered as I pulled into the driveway.
“Will do,” he acknowledged, and ended the call.
This looked bad, real fucking bad. I parked the car, then climbed out and made my way into the house in a hurry. My fingers could barely punch the numbers in fast enough before I yanked the door open and flew inside. I raced past the study as my phone rang. I swiped the screen as I strode into the private wing of our house and growled, “Talk to me.”
“Two bodies; one male, age forty-two, deceased. One female, age forty, deceased,” Harper murmured as I stared at the closed bedroom doors of my family.
I stopped outside Vivienne’s bedroom door, listening. Emptiness came from inside her room. I glanced at the bedroom doors belonging to my sons. She was in one of them, wrapped up in powerful arms, sleeping. I turned away, heading toward the study. “Find out what you can. I need to know if this is going to touch us.”
“I’m already digging. London…”
“Yeah?”
“This looks bad.”
I winced, pushed open the study door, and flicked on the light. “I know.”
THIRTY-THREE
Vivienne
My stomach lurched a second before the hot acid spilled into the back of my throat.
My eyes snapped open. Terror punched through me as I threw aside the covers and lunged for the bathroom. That burning was in my mouth, slipping out to splash on the toilet seat as my stomach clenched again…and again…and again.
A growl came from behind me. Colt was just a towering shadow. Through the tears, I caught his wide eyes filled with panic as he stood in the doorway. But I didn’t have enough strength to worry about him right then. Instead, I clutched the seat and held on for dear life.
I tried to keep quiet as I retched, but the sounds that came from me sounded inhuman. I whimpered, held on, and retched again.
The bedroom door flew open, hitting the wall with a bang!
“Wildcat?” Carven called from the bedroom.
I swiped my hand across my mouth and gripped my stomach. Colt spun at the invasion and shoved an arm across the doorway, blocking the way.
“Hey!” Carven snarled.
Until that sickening warning sound rumbled in the chest of his twin. Someone shoved first, then the other shoved back, until shirts were yanked and Carven was slammed against the wall.
“Stop!” I cried out and shoved to my feet. “That’s your brother.”
Colt whipped his gaze toward me. Those almost black eyes told me all I need to know. I lifted a trembling hand, my knees shaking with the effort. “Easy, now.”
“What the fuck is going on?” Carven whipped his gaze from his brother to me and punched his twin’s hand from his shirt. “What’s gotten into you, asshole?”
