**Lucas's POV**

The silence from the cabin stretches like a wound, each second without sound from Moira scraping against my nerves.

'Moira.' I push through the mate bond, searching for her consciousness. Nothing. Not even the faint whisper of her presence that's always there. 'Moira, answer me.'

Still nothing.

"Something's wrong." I grip the binoculars tighter, scanning the building's dark windows. "She should have signaled by now. ...