Sophie’s POV
The mansion shook as if the mountain itself was waking up from a very long sleep. I held Lucas to my chest, his small body was trembling against me as another wave of dark energy hit the reinforced walls. The safe room’s lights went on and off, casting long shadows that seemed to twist and reach toward us.
“Damon!” I called through the bond, my voice filled with fear.
His reply came instantly, strong and steady. I’m coming. Hold on.
I pressed my back against the cold metal wall, golden energy flaring around Lucas and me like a fragile bubble. The baby was crying now, his tiny hands glowing with that dangerous red-gold light. Every time he pulsed, the corruption outside the door seemed to recoil, but it was getting closer. I could feel it, cold and hungry.
Lena crouched be
