Lucien shot up from the bed, his breathing erratic. Sweat poured down from his body.

　　The bad dream and memory had his black heart so tight in his chest, he gripped his chest with his hand just to stop the pain. It doesn't work.

　　It was all fresh in his mind like it happened yesterday....like it happened earlier in the day at the courtroom.

　　All the pain he felt with each howl Declan let out as life was sucked right out of him, came right back to Lucien's mind threatening to suffocate him.

　　All the pain he felt as he watched the life sucked out of Declan wrapped their invisible...