ELENA'S POV
Lucian was already moving before I finished standing.
"Where is she?" I said.
"Morgana's primary residence." His voice had changed completely. The careful control he maintained in every room he entered was gone and what was underneath it was rawer than anything I'd felt from him through the bond yet. "Outside the city. She's been there for months. I thought she was safe because Morgana wouldn't…." He stopped. "I was wrong."
"How do you know it's Morgana?" I said. "The bond could be…."
"I know," he said. "I know the difference between danger and this." He pressed his hand against his chest. "This is deliberate. This is someone hurting her slowly and intentionally and wanting me to feel it." He looked at me. "This is my mother telling me what happens when I choose the wrong
