*Lucas*

I saw Sasha hit the floor and immediately shifted back. I grabbed the nearest pair of pants and threw them on. Sasha was rigid and pale. I scooped her into my arms and shook her gently.

“Sasha, wake up, baby.”

Her face was streaked with tears and she felt so light and empty.

Lena came up beside me and put a hand on Sasha’s forehead. She closed her eyes and let out a long, slow breath.

“She’s fine, Lucas, just drained ...