Kira dropped the cup she was holding the moment Logan finished humming the melody.
"Say that again," she said, her voice sharp, urgent, completely unlike her usual measured control.
Logan and Elena exchanged a glance before Logan repeated the simple rising and falling pattern, watching Kira's face carefully as recognition and something close to alarm crossed her features in quick succession.
"Where did you hear that?" Kira demanded.
"I told you," Logan said. "A fragment of memory. A woman singing to me as a child."
"That is not a simple lullaby," Kira said, setting down the broken pieces of her dropped cup with hands that were not entirely steady. "That melody belonged to the Westwood house, not Ephraim's false use of the name, but the true Westwood family, the protector house sworn t
