THE moment their feet stepped on the even ground Belle found herself being pulled by her mate to the hallway of Camp Artemis.
“Stay vigilant, baby.” Summer warned as they thread towards the kitchen.
Summer pushed open the door.
The lights were off but Belle could hear the fast-beating heartbeats coming from under the wooden table.
“It’s Summer.” Her mate declared in the silent room.
She made out the shapes of the two adult children crawling from under the table.
“Miss Marcia’s upstairs. She told us to bring the kids here.” Said the female teenager. She must be around fourteen.
“Princess, stay here with the kids. Can you place a protective shield in this area?”
“Of course.”
Her mate faced her. “I’ll be back as soon as I can. Don’t open the door unless it’s me.”
Belle nodded.
