I feel my skin go cold.
“Shifter?” I ask, the word tasting dangerous.
She doesn’t answer right away.
“She wouldn’t say,” she finally whispers. “But she looked scared when I asked. Like she was remembering something she wished she hadn’t survived.”
My head spins.
My sister. A different bloodline. One tied to something hidden that only my mom may know of.
God, what the hell kind of family is this?
“I don’t know what I am, Kendall,” Adora says suddenly, voice cracking. “I don’t know what I’m supposed to be. But it doesn’t feel human. And it doesn’t feel like you either.”
I feel like the world’s tilting.
“Adora, whatever you are, whatever I am—we’re still us. We’re still sisters. That hasn’t changed.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do,” I say. Fierce now. Solid. “And I don’t care how far we fall or how weird this shit gets. I’ll find you. We’ll figure this out.”
Her lip trembles. “You promise?”
“Always.”
She nods, wiping her face quickly. I’ve never seen her this vulnerable, she’s always been my strong older sister. This is all new territory.
“I have to go,” I say. “Callum’s coming back and I—” I pause, swallowing the emotions twisting inside me. “I justknow.”
Adora looks at me for a beat. Her gaze sharpens.
Her mouth presses into a line. “Callum?”
“He’s helping me right now, it’s someone Dad trusts,” I say, knowing it’s only part of the truth but not wanting to explain Stefan and Callum in thirty seconds. That can wait.
She nods once. “Okay. Be safe and… Just be safe.”
There’s something in her voice, something hollow.
“Adora,” I say gently. “What aren’t you telling me?”
“I have to go,” she says too quickly.
“Wait—”
“I’ll call you soon.”
The screen goes black before I can stop her.
I stare at the phone. Heart thudding and gut twisting. Does she know what she actually is? Doesanyone?
The door creaks behind me, and I don’t have to look. I already feel him. Callum’s back.
I turn to him and he offers a weak smile.
“You may need to stay here just a little longer.”