It was a low, mournful sound, not as much music as it was a longing. Hunter’s fingers instinctively went to the jewel at his throat, only to feel its coldness like a frozen chip of ice lodged against his skin. Before he could pull his thoughts out of the mists of sleep and ask the HeartCrystal what was wrong, his powers kicked in.
Star wasn’t in bed.
A moment later he zeroed in on the source of the sadness that was growing stronger with each passing second.
Hunter shot up in bed, his sluggish heart fighting to keep up. He threw out a sensory net to locate her, and his ears heard the soft sobbing the same time her melancholy draped over him like a cold fog.
Cautiously, he got out of bed and padded around the communications panel that partitioned off the bedroom from the living and d
