Betty's POV. 

I waited until his footsteps faded completely. I waited until the last echo died against the cold metal walls.

Then I closed my eyes.

I forced myself to breathe through the panic, clawing up my throat, reaching deep inside myself… into that place where Damien’s presence usually lived.

Damien… please… hear me. I’m in trouble. I’m…

I pushed harder.

And instantly felt something slam into me like I’d hit a wall made of fire.

My head snapped back. 

A sharp, ...