Voices drifted through the fog in Laura's mind. Deep, familiar voices that made her heart clench with recognition.

"—power surge was unlike anything I've seen," Zephyr was saying, his tone clinical but worried. "The mark responded to her emotions, but this was beyond what the texts described."

"She could have hurt someone," Lucian's gruff voice cut in. "Hell, she could have hurt herself."

"But she didn't," Dante's voice was closer, rougher with concern. "She pulled back at the last second. That takes incredible control."

"Control?" Nikolai sounded skeptical. "She collapsed, Dante. That's not control."

Laura's eyelids felt heavy, but she forced them open. The first thing she saw was Dante's...