I tensed. “We all appreciate it.” I said sharply.
Her lips curved slightly. “Of course.”
The tension hung in the air for a long time before Dennis walked in. His face was grim. “Arlo’s condition is worsening.” He said. “His pulse is unstable, and his body temperature keeps dropping. If the connection isn’t severed soon, he’ll belong to the realm completely.”
Asher stood. “Then we’re out of time.”
Dennis nodded slowly. “I’ve seen something like this before, long ago. If we can locate the anchor—the physical object tying him to the realm—we can destroy it.”
“The anchor could be anywhere.” I said.
He looked straight at me. “Not anywhere. Here. Inside this pack.”
The room went silent. Even Lilly stopped pretending to be uninterested.
Dennis continued, “The shadows need a tether, someth
