☆LYRA

The growl came again.

Low.

Ancient.

So deep beneath the earth I felt it more than heard it.

The cavern trembled violently beneath our feet.

Dust rained from the ceiling in thick clouds while cracks spread rapidly across the stone floor, silver light spilling upward from somewhere below like moonlight trapped underground for centuries.

Every instinct inside me screamed to run.

Now.

Immediately.

But the bond—

The bond pulled downward.

Toward it.

“No,” Lucian said sharply beside ...