Camille stands before her father, her body screaming in pain, her willpower the only thing holding her upright. Her spine throbs, her face feels like ice, but none of it matters. She’s ready. Ready to hear the truth, no matter how ugly. Why are the shadows targeting her? Why has her father become a monster?

“Camille,” her mother whispers, trembling as she sees the cold glint of determination in Steve’s eyes. She knows he’s on the edge, desperate to unburden himself wit...