The Briarwood Massacre

ROWAN’S POV

Malachi writes on the whiteboard. Two words at the top, in capital letters: DAPHNE’S NIGHT.

“It was Christmas Eve.” His voice is mostly firm, but there’s a shakiness running through it that I can hear from across the room. “You and Daphne hosted a gathering at the Briarwood estate every year. It was an open house. Pack members, allies, friends, family, business associates. Everyone was