Casteel’s features sharpened with wariness, his posture stiffening with coiled tension as Tawny lunged. She’s okay, I assured him quickly, understanding his reaction—knowing why Kieran and the others had reacted so strangely to Tawny when she first arrived in Oak Ambler. Tears clogged my throat as I stared at her. They’d sensed the…wrongness. What went against the fundamental balance of life and death. Without even understanding why.