The mountain answered her.
A deafening boom ripped through the foundation beneath Draven Ridge, throwing wolves off balance as cracks split across the marble floor like spiderwebs.
Midnight’s scream echoed with it.
Because whatever was beneath the mountain—
heard her.
Kael wrapped both arms around her instantly as another violent tremor shook the estate.
“Everybody out,” he barked.
The wolves moved immediately.
Lucien didn’t.
His golden eyes remained fixed on Midnight with terrifying focus.
“What do you see?”
Midnight could barely breathe.
The whispers were louder now.
Inside her skull.
Ancient voices overlapping each other until it sounded like screaming beneath water.
Blood of shadow…
Open the gate…
The daughter returns…
Her knees nearly gave out.
Kael caught her weigh
