BURNED BUILDINGS

I hadn’t thought I could want him more, but he seemed to prove me wrong every single day.

We each took a seat around the table, the food long forgotten, and waited for Amy to tell us what she’d seen.

Her palms pressed over the table, and she took a deep breath. “I’ve never had one so vivid before. Normally, my visions come in small snippets that I have to put together before I know what they’re saying, but this one spoke loud and clear.”

I leaned forward in my chair. “What did you learn?”

“It’s hard to describe what I see,” she answered, “but what I translated from the images was huge. Jacob and Hazel were working with Dylan. He was under strict orders to make himself known within the House, but not to take over until he was told it was time.”

I was pretty sure he’d been told this week, given how quickly he’d challenged me.

Amy continued. “Hazel was here last night with the group that attacked Jacks’s people. That’s why nobody could track where the shifters went once Tuck knew they we