Daemon’s POV

I held her tight. Tighter than I should’ve, like if I let go she might disappear again. Callister buried her face into my chest, her shoulders trembling with the kind of fear she didn’t want me to see.

“I’m here now,” I murmured. “I’ve got you, baby girl.”

She pulled back, just enough to look up at me. Her eyes were red but steady.

“I didn’t mean for it to go this far,” she whispered.

“What happened?” I asked gently, brushing a lock of hair behind her ...