Her head spun.

This time, panic tore through her, sharp and breathless. What had she just done? The moment she felt herself slipping into full-blown hysteria, a thread of connection tugged at her, Kain.

He was asleep. Finally.

She bolted for her bedroom, dove onto the mattress, and folded her legs beneath her. With trembling fingers, she began the incantations—each word a desperate attempt to reach him.

Nearly an hour passed before the connection fully snapped into place. When it did, she found herself standing in a room she didn’t recognize—somewhere Kain clearly felt in control. The space felt shaped by his mind, almost as if he had summoned her....