"Mom!"
My own voice is returned in the darkness and the storm pounds until I feel the edge of exhaustion.
The darkness courses through my body, shaking me to the core, threatening to swallow me whole in its depths.
I pulled myself together, trying until I was suddenly aware that the air had shifted.
The temperature drops, a coldness running down my spine. I sense him before I see him-Lucian.
Lucian emerges from whirling shadows, stepping forward.
Something authoritative in his figure, something coldly calm about the manner in which he advances through the chaos erupting in the air around us, draws my gaze irresistibly his way.
Gleaming dark eyes fasten on me, a cold dread rising up in my chest.
He raises a hand, and in but a gesture, the whirling storm around me begins to settle,
