Nate POV
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Three times they had done a successful ritual now. The first connection, the encounter in the woods and their rendezvous in Hana’s bedroom yesterday. Three times and still... nothing. Of course, Nate could feel the Warren’s power swirling around him but, with his eyes closed and brow furrowed in deep concentration, the only thing that greeted him was the void. It was the name he had given the dark space in his head that appeared each time the ritual was performed. It was a bubble of darkness, thicker and denser than his own mind, a foreign block that wrapped around his ability to find Hana and hid it from him. He felt his blood begin to boil as he tried everything he could to break the block or move around it, but it was impregnable.
With a grunt, Nate opened his eyes and
