Darius.
A thunderous crash ripped me from sleep, instantly slamming my senses wide awake.
I shot upright, my hand already tearing toward the bedside table. My fingers locked around the cold, heavy steel of my gun, leveling it at the dark bedroom door as my heart hammered against my ribs.
Down the hall, a door creaked violently, followed by Jace’s rough, urgent shout: “Enemy on the perimeter! The gate is down!”
My stomach clenched into a hard knot. Elise.
Fury and a sickening surge of adrenaline propelled me out of the bed. My legs tangled in the heavy blankets, nearly sending me crashing face-first into the floor. I kicked them off with a low, animalistic growl and charged for the doorway. I needed to get to her before anyone else did.
I hit the hallway, my bare feet skidding on the
