*Lucas*

Distress washed over me as I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling. The whole “I need to think” thing had made it so I wasn’t going to sleep a wink. Still, that amount of fear from my mate would have woken me even if I’d been dead.

The feeling that something was seriously wrong clung to me, sending goosebumps over my flesh and a chill down my spine. It was as if there was a weight on my chest, a pressure that wouldn't dissipate ...