Hours passed in restless movement. We searched the forest, following any sign of her energy, but it was useless.

Until the whisper came.

Soft at first. Like a breath against my ear.

Kael.

I froze. My heart stopped.

That voice.

It wasn’t hers.

It was his.

“Elias,” I muttered.

Lucien looked up sharply. “What?”

But the voice came again, clearer this time. You want her back? Follow the trail of what you refused to see.

“Where are you?” I hissed into the ...