“She’s alive,” Max said. “But this is… well, it’s…”
“Unprecedented?” I offered.
Max nodded. “Sit with her? I need to call for a nurse. Hold her hands down, just in case.”
Shaking, I took his place at her side and carefully pressed my hands over her delicate wrists while Max muttered orders into the old-fashioned phone on his big mahogany desk. His mate’s head lolled to one side, her face contracted in an expression of anguish. I held my breath, waiting for the inevitable jump scare when she came back lost in another time.
I glanced up at the screen. Zephyr was all alone, slumped in the corner on a bed of straw like some sort of tranquilized zoo animal. Heavy footsteps shook the floor, and a moment later, Finnian came flying around the corner. He dropped to his knees on the opposite sid
