Chapter 42

Cole was terrified.

He had never seen anything like this, and now Syanna was passed out in his arms on the floor, after crying for bloody murder.

He had no idea what happened to her, or what she saw, because the day was still in full swing, with the dragons now playing their odd version of football against the werewolves.

But something was definitely wrong with her, and Cole didn’t think Syanna was losing her mind.

“I think we should go,” Cole finally said, trying his best to stay composed with an unconscious Syanna in his arms. “I don’t think it’s safe to be here any longer.”

Isaac, who looked just as terrified, nodded slowly. “Yeah, I think we should.” He gulped, then glanced at the door, at which he flinched.

“What’s wrong?” Cole asked, seeing the sadness and fear in Isaac’s eyes even more than before as he stared at the door.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t mean to, but you were so secretive, and I just wanted the best for you. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Joanna.”

“What?”