Page 26 of Second Chance By Fate

“Was she not allowed? There was no resistance to her entry,” one squeaks. “It seems like she had permission to be here.”

“She’s fine,” Enzo growls. “Was anyone with her?”

“No, Alpha.”

“How long ago did she arrive?” I ask impatiently.

“Over an hour.”

I look to my right at Enzo.

Should we enlist these guards as backups?I ask my brother.

Enzo shakes his head and answers me through our mind connection.No. We don’t know who we can trust. For all we know, he’s one of them.

Jax nods in agreement, and I smother a sigh of discontent. We’re truly on our own.

Come on. Let’s do this.

Morphing back into our animal forms, we bolt forward and clear the rest of the way toward the estate.

Jax’s car is parked in the front, to my fusion of relief and concern. As I cautiously pad around it, keeping out of view of the windows, I notice nothing has been packed inside.

What’s the plan here?Jax demands.We need to stay out of sight.

We need to get inside,I counter.See what’s happening.

Turning to Enzo, we wait for him to tie-break the decision, and he gestures with his chin for us to follow him around the back of the estate.

We’ll split up,he decides.Jax takes the main floor. I’ll stay outside. You take the second floor, Steele.

It makes the most sense. I can scale walls best in my cat form, but I think we should stay together.

I wish Violet hadn’t left without telling us.

It’s too late to do more than follow this makeshift scheme now, and I nod curtly, bounding toward the trellis around the back of the house.

We part ways, and my pulse races. I immediately sense danger, and I scale the wall.

My ears hone toward the interior of the house, nose raised to sniff for others. The familiar scents of our staff reach my nose, and my guard peaks, but I have no handle on Violet.

“—odd for them all to be out all night. I wonder if it has anything to do with what happened last night,” one servant comments to another as they clean the main bedroom.

I land silently on the balcony, away from their view.

“The witch is here. I saw her,” the other maid replies.

The original maid perks up, and my eyes narrow at her interest. “Is she?”

“Yeah. In her suite. I think she’s collecting some of her things.”

“I thought she left yesterday,” she purrs.

My senses go haywire.

“I guess she’s back.” Shrugging, the second servant continues to clean, but the first one sets down her supplies and discreetly leaves the room.

Violet is in her suite. And I think I found another one of the dark witches. She’s heading to her now,I silently message my brothers.

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