"Bellwether," Abby says, almost without thinking about it. It's a triviality, really, so she can't even explain why that's where her mind sticks. Probably because it doesn't ultimately matter. This man... Well. He can say what he pleases because, obviously, he isn't in the same position. They can't wait, she knows that. Not when a girl can get killed and no one does anything. "A bellwether is a sheep that leads the others to the slaughterhouse. A wolf infiltrates them maliciously."

Which isn't a denial that she might be a bellwether. It's possible. But they all knew this was dangerous. And, besides, she might just be what Midnight needs. Alive as a coven leader or dead as a martyr.