ELENA'S POV
Lucian came through the door at thirty-eight minutes.
I knew it was him before the handle turned. The bond had been tracking him the whole drive, sixty miles of distance collapsing in real time, his presence getting louder with every minute until he was close enough that I could feel his breathing through it.
He came through the door and looked at me and stopped.
Just stopped.
His silver eyes took in the bed, the instruments, Nara's hands, the monitors. Took all of it in one sweep and landed back on my face and stayed there.
"How far apart?" he said. To Nara. His voice was completely flat.
"Three minutes," she said.
Something moved through his jaw. Gone before it became anything readable. "What have you tried?"
"Everything standard," Nara said. "The intervention slowed
