INICIAR SESIÓNVANESSA Lillian was waiting behind the auditorium after last period because I had asked for somewhere private, and she apparently understood that privacy no longer meant the girls’ bathroom. She had her backpack over one shoulder and her arms folded when I approached. “If this is about Nathan, I already told you everything he asked me to look for.” “It is not about Nathan.” “That somehow sounds worse.” I stopped several feet from her. For years, I had known how to stand beside Lillian without thinking about it. I knew which side she preferred in photographs, how she stole the corner pieces of brownies, how she could tell I was lying about being fine because I started reorganizing whatever was nearest to me “I found out who Mara was.” Lillian’s arms dropped. “Your mother’s sister?” “My aunt. She disappeared nineteen years ago with Julian Vale.” “The man in the picture.” “He was Lycan. Mum did not know that.” Lillian watched me carefully. “Why are you telling me?” “Because
COLE Mercer chose a council annex instead of the main building, which told me more about his confidence in his employers. Vanessa sat beside me in the small conference room with the photograph of Mara and Julian inside a clear sleeve.My father had brought the copied ledger. Rose sat on Vanessa’s other side because Evelyn had refused to come after spending half the night arguing with herself about whether seeing Mercer would make her hit him. I suspected she had been serious. Dr. Adrian Mercer entered carrying no file. He had silver hair and the posture of someone accustomed to dangerous information. “You brought Vanessa James?” He stopped across from us. Vanessa did not let me answer for her. “I brought myself.” Mercer’s attention remained on her. “That distinction matters more than you probably realize.” “It has started mattering to me a lot.” My father placed the ledger copy on the table. “You know why we are here.” “I know why you believe you are here.” Vanessa slid the
VANESSA The word RELOCATED stayed in my head all night, mostly because it managed to answer one question while creating a worse one. By ten the next morning, I was sitting at the long table in the Grayson library with Mum on my left, Dad beside her, Dr. Rose Hendrix across from us, and Cole two chairs away from me. His father sat at the head of the table with the copied ledger page in front of him. I had asked for this meeting. I was also the reason nobody had been allowed to start without everyone present. “I need us to agree on something before we discuss that entry.” I kept my hands around my phone because giving them something to do was easier than watching everyone decide whether I sounded unreasonable. “If you find information about me, my childhood, my family, or whatever the Covenant did, I hear it before people start making plans around it.” Mum lowered her eyes. “I know why you hid things before,” I continued. “I know you thought you were keeping me alive. I am not a
ColeVanessa sent me the photograph a little after eight.*I found this with Mum. The woman is Mara. The man beside her is Julian. Look at his ring. I recognize the crest from the archive. I’m sending this because I want you to check it.*I opened the photograph and enlarged the man’s hand.The crest was familiar. I could have gone straight to the archive, but Vanessa’s last sentence kept me sitting there for another moment. She had chosen to give it to me.*I’ll check the crest and Julian’s identity. If I find anything beyond that, you'll hear it from me before I take it further.*Her reply came while I was leaving my room. *That’s what I want.*My father was still in his study when I found him.“Vanessa gave me permission to verify someone in a family photograph,” I said. “I think I know the crest, although I want you to confirm it.”“Show me.”I transferred the photograph to his computer and enlarged Julian’s hand.My father studied it for several seconds. “That belongs to the Vale
Vanessa Dad spoke first. “You had a sister?” Mum closed her eyes for a moment, then pulled out the chair beside her. “I had a younger sister named Mara.” “You told Vanessa she was your cousin.” Dad remained standing. “You never told me she existed.” “I told you my family lost people during the Ash War.” “That is not the same thing as telling me you had a sister.” “No, Daniel. It isn’t.” “How much younger was she?” I asked. “Three years.” Mum folded her hands on the table. “Mara was louder than I was, braver in ways that often frightened me, and terrible at obeying anyone simply because they expected obedience.” “That sounds like you are,” Dad said. Mum glanced at me, and under different circumstances I might have laughed. “What happened to her?” “She disappeared before you were born. The Covenant hunted families they believed could produce hybrids, especially witch families tied to wolves. Our bloodline was already known to them.” “Because of the magic.”
Vanessa Cole caught up with me after history the following afternoon, although he kept enough distance between us that nobody watching would have mistaken it for the way we used to leave class together. “Can I talk to you before you go home?” he asked. “Nathan involved Lillian in something, and I think you should hear about it before either of them does anything else.” I stopped beside the lockers. “What did they do?” “Nathan asked Lillian to search through old conversations from when the three of you were friends. He was looking for anything about your family that might connect to what his father had been investigating.” For several seconds, I stared at him because there were so many things wrong with that sentence that choosing which one deserved my attention first became difficult. “Lillian went through my old messages because Nathan asked her to?” “That is what Nathan told me.” “When did you find out?” “Yesterday. He called after Lillian found something.” “And you wait







