Fergus finally broke free of Liam, grasping a hold of me, green eyes locked on mine as his old face twisted into fear and deep regret. "I'm sorry," his voice climbed in volume as Liam desperately tried to hush him, glancing at the door. "I'm late, I know I'm late, but I have one more night, the Gate should still be closed. Why are you here? WHY ARE YOU HERE?" He shook me, harder and harder, forcing me to shove him away. My hand brushed his, skin on skin and Shaylee's power instantly ...