Cass set her books down on the bedside table, her thoughts still tangled in Elara's words and the creeping unease that had lodged itself in her chest. She stood there for a moment, frozen in place, before snapping herself out of it. She needed to find Jamee. The guilt she'd tried to bury since his transformation was rising again, sharp and relentless. She couldn't ignore it any longer.
Pushing aside her own tangled feelings, she stepped outside and into the cool night air. The moon hung high in the sky, round and full, covering everything in an ethereal glow. The pale light bathed the forest in silver, making the shadows of the trees stretch long and eerie.
