The cavern went deathly still.
Midnight’s pulse stopped for one horrible second.
Then everything inside her reacted at once.
The wolf surged. The demon awakened. The shadows trembled violently around her feet.
Malakar.
Her father.
Coming.
The Hollow King watched her reaction with open satisfaction.
“Yes,” it purred. “Now you understand.”
Kael stepped closer to Midnight immediately.
Not in front of her.
Beside her.
The mate bond pulsed hard against the chaos inside her chest, grounding her before panic could fully take hold.
But the demon inside her—
the demon was not panicking.
It was anticipating.
Midnight hated that most of all.
Lucien looked genuinely pale now.
“We need to leave the cavern.”
Kael didn’t move.
His silver eyes stayed locked on the Hollow King.
“When?”
