ILYA
This wasn't a pack break-in. This was a summoning or a spatial extraction. And whoever had authorized it possessed enough raw power to bend the elements to their absolute whim, ripping a hole right through dimensions to access Willow just as she took the knife to supposedly murder Selene that night.
"What are you doing here?"
I turned to face the woman standing in the doorway.
I instantly turned up my charm at the sight of her pursed lips and suspicious gaze, burying my disgust beneath a smooth, easy smile.
"I hope you don't mind. I just wanted to see the legendary room," I said, gesturing casually toward the scorched ceiling. "It seems to cling to something truly profound, and you have done a great job conserving it. I feel like I was right there when whatever happened occurred. With Selene Jameson currently missing, you could make a pretty good buck turning this place into a museum of some kind."
