~Samantha~
I woke up to the sound of whispering but tent was empty except for me. Dominic was gone. And more importantly, the twins were gone.
"Oh what trouble are they in this time?"
I shoved out of my sleeping bag and scrambled outside. Dawn was just breaking, painting everything gray and cold. The camp was quiet except for..
There. By the dying fire. Two small figures huddled together, passing something back and forth between them.
My mother's necklace.
The wolf claw necklace I'd hidden under my pillow specifically so they wouldn't find it.
"Devon. Diana." My voice came out deadly calm. "What are you doing?"
They both jumped like I'd screamed. Diana tried shoving the necklace behind her back. Devon stepped in front of her.
"We were just looking!" Devon's voice cracked.
"Just looking at the thing I specifically hid from you?" I walked toward them, and they backed up. "The thing that's been nothing but dangerous since the second we found it?"
"But Mom." Diana started.
