L E I L A N I
The moment I arrived home, I knew something was wrong. The door was slightly ajar, and a cold dread washed over me.
I pushed the door open, my heart pounding in my chest. "Amelia?" I called out.
No answer.
I ran into the living room, and my blood ran cold. The room was a mess. The couch was flipped over, the coffee table was shattered, and there were claw marks on the walls.
"Amelia! Orion!" I screamed, my voice filled with panic.
I ran into Orion's room, and the fear that had been building inside me exploded into full blown terror. His bed was empty, the sheets thrown to the floor. His favorite stuffed animal, a worn out teddy bear, was lying in the middle of the room.
Fenrir.
It had to be him. He had my son.
I sank to my knees, a sob tearing from my throat. This w
