I jerked awake from the bed, the events of last night flashing in my head in scattered clips, and I made no attempt to piece them together.

A lot had happened the day before, but all that was on my mind was my mate. My earlier resolve of waiting for him to come to me had dissolved into thin air because, truth be told, it could take a decade, or even a century, before such a thing would ever happen.

And the thought of waiting till then was unbearable.

I needed to reach Lucan to know how he was faring. He looked like he had seen a ghost from his...