Greg's voice rang strong and clear as Daniella entered the house. Luke said something, and he laughed, a deep masculine rumble that danced over her skin. The thought of never hearing his voice again -

Her power ripped through her with such strength that she barely stopped herself from setting his home aflame. Shaken, she wrapped her arms around herself. She couldn't fall apart here, not with so much on the line.

Daniella raced upstairs and peeled off her clothes. She made it ...