LENA'S POV
I awoke gasping, my heart hammering out of my chest. The dream stayed with me like cobwebs, clear and terrifying even as waking threatened to rinse it away.
They had taken my children. They ripped them from their beds while I stood there frozen, too frozen to move or scream or do anything to stop it. I had sat by helpless as dark figures snatched her and Ashton into the black, their little hands grasping for me, their young voices calling out to Mama.
“For Lena.” Lucien’s arms came around me at once. Though our connection, he had sensed the second my fear shot up. "You are safe. It was just a dream."
“It was so real,” I whispered, my voice shaking. "So real. They were going with them, and I could not prevent it.”
In our bond I could sense Riven and Kael stirring, my terror
