Chapter 19
Ciaran strode into his bed chamber—a walk he took every night. But tonight, it seemed like an eternity. Part of him wanted to rush in and pull his wife into his arms, but the other part wanted to return to his control room and work . . . or hide. He didn’t know how many times today he’d thought he would die and never get to see her again. Two important women had died today for an elusive source of power that he didn’t care about. He dare not imagine if one of those women had been Madeline. He wouldn’t know what to do or how he would continue in this universe if that had happened.
Would anything he was doing making any sense?
His mind constantly reminded him of how violent he had been with her the night before. He couldn’t bear the thought that he had hurt her. It could have b
