Chapter Seventy Nine

VAUGHN

It was harder than it should have been to drop Ivy off at the house. She did not seem to sense anything was wrong, but my own unease was climbing steadily. As she ran inside to greet the dogs, I hesitated for a moment at the door, watching her small frame disappear into the safety of our home.

Hector stood by, his typical placid expression a small comfort. "Take care of her," I said firmly.