"Nirvana, can you hear me? Please… say something!" Luna's voice wavered as she pounded on the door for what felt like the hundredth time.

Silence.

"Damn it!" She pressed her forehead against the wood, frustration and fear twisting in her gut. "I'm sorry, Nirvana. I tried… I really tried, but they won’t let me in."

Behind her, Rayne’s men stood like statues, avoiding eye contact, their expressions carefully blank. She knew why…they were terrified. Rayne had been clear: No one ...