Adrian's POV
Adrian felt it before he heard anything.
He was in the middle of reviewing patrol reports in one of the upper chambers when the sensation hit—a sharp, cold pull low in his chest, like someone had tugged on a thread connected directly to his ribs. The papers in his hand stilled. He set them down slowly, eyes narrowing at nothing in particular as the feeling spread through him, cold and insistent.
Selene.
It wasn't the usual faint awareness he had grown used to over the past weeks. This was wrong in a way that made his fangs press against his lip without thinking. He could feel the shape of her power moving through her, colder and sharper than before, like something that didn't quite belong to her anymore.
He stood up and walked to the tall window overlooking th
