Elena POV

I stood stock still in the living room and stared blankly at the tv for a long time, long past when the reporter moved to another piece of news. But I couldn’t hear anything past the roaring in my ears.

Draven. My Draven.

With shaky hands, I finally dialed that number and held the phone to my ear only to hear a cold mechanical voice:

“The person you’re calling cannot be reached at this time.”

No. I had to do something, anything.

I raced to my room and ...