Frozen, I forced myself not to panic as I scanned the room around me for anything out of place. But nothing seemed amiss. It wasn’t until the first spark of electricity cracked in the air that I felt him.
He was everywhere.
And he was pissed.
I held my breath until the thickness in the atmosphere subsided slightly. My ears finally popped as I acclimated to the changes around me. Having only one light on in the entire house, it seemed the shadows overpowered the light. Malachi was all around me and, even though I could not see him, I could feel him.
Everywhere.
On every inch of my skin and in every breath I inhaled.
It wasn’t until he stepped casually out of the darkest obscuration that I felt a break in the tension—like an engine finally shifting gears. But the look on Malachi’s face
