Kaelen
Kaelen hunched over Lucia, his gaze glued to the faint, almost imperceptible rise and fall of her chest.
Every moment away from his Lucy was a moment she might slip away from him. He'd even allowed Serena to stitch up his deeper wounds only hastily, refusing to take his eyes off her.
Lucia lay on a makeshift bed near the hearth, wrapped in thick furs. Her skin was unnaturally pale, almost translucent in the dim light, and faint, spider-webbed capillaries branched like tiny red lightning strikes beneath the delicate skin around her temples.
The terrifying proof of what her gift demanded.
He gently brushed a damp strand of hair from her forehead, his fingers trembling. She looked so fragile, so utterly vulnerable.
The raw power she’d wielded, the agonizing strain he’d felt th
