My mind snagged on Rosalie as fear carved a path through my chest. She’d gone down there, risked being caught. What if they’d found her? What if they’d done that to her? Cut out her Wolf? Forced it on another Fae and tried to make her something…else. I snarled ferociously, pacing back and forth, fighting the base urge to tear Janice’s head off. But I had to keep calm. Had to figure this out.
