Ethan hit the stone hard, a strangled cry of agony escaping his throat as he clutched at his chest. His wolf was screaming, I could hear it in the way he gasped for air, his body curling into a fetal position. Lydia was there in an instant, her heels clicking frantically against the dais as she threw herself over him. "Ethan! Baby, speak to me!" she wailed, but he didn't even seem to know she was there. His eyes were wide and hollow, fixed on the spot where I had just been standing.
I didn't hit the floor.
Before my knees could strike the stone, Demetrius was there. He caught me against his chest, his arms like bands of steel, steadying me as the world spun. The void where the bond used to be was cold—so cold it felt like my chest had been packed with ice—but the heat radiating from the
