"She heard me."
Sera looked at our joined hands.
"Then keep talking to her."
I leaned closer to Isla and called her name again through the bond. I told her where she was and reminded her that I was beside her. I didn't know if the words reached her. I continued anyway.
Pryor moved toward the desk.
"Alpha King, the journal must be secured."
"Do it."
"Should I return it to the library?"
"No."
I looked at the book with nothing but distrust. Until I knew what it had done to Isla, it would remain where I could see it. I ordered Pryor to lock it inside the iron cabinet behind my desk. He wrapped it in a thick cloth before moving it.
The moment the journal left the desk, Isla gasped.
Her body rose from the couch as though she'd been pulled from deep water. Her eyes opened, but they did
