Stella's POV I pulled Ross from school the moment we got home from the academy. The thought of him sitting in that classroom with Damon's threat carved into the wall made my stomach twist."You're staying here," I told him. "Where can I see you?"Ross looked at me with eyes too old for his ten years. "Mom, I can't live like this.""You can and you will. Until we catch Damon."Ash touched my shoulder but I shrugged him off. I knew I was being irrational but the fear was stronger than logic right now.For three days I kept Ross inside the house. Guards stood at every entrance and Luna checked on us constantly.But Ross grew more restless each day. He paced his room like a caged animal and barely spoke during meals.On the fourth morning, he confronted me directly. "Mom, I can't live in a cage.""This isn't a cage. It's protection.""It feels the same. Grandpa Ross didn't hide from threats. Grandma Skylar didn't either. They taught us to face danger not run from it."His words hit harde
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