The next ten minutes were a masterclass in organized chaos.
Marcus had immediately sealed the entire wing of the Sanctum, his Hybrid speed allowing him to check every room, closet, and magical alcove within a three-hundred-foot radius. Kai had shifted partially, his enhanced werewolf senses scouring for any trace of Nova's scent beyond the nursery. Callum had expanded his consciousness to search every dimensional fold and magical signature in their immediate vicinity.
Samantha had done the most important thing of all: she'd sat down in the middle of the nursery floor and had what could only be described as a controlled panic attack.
"Okay," she said, rocking slightly with Nova's blanket clutched to her chest. "Okay. Let's think about this logically. Babies don't just... disappear."
"Magical babies might," Kai pointed out, returning from his search with his hair askew and looking distinctly ruffled. "Especially magical babies who sneeze rainbows and hiccup lightning."
