Chapter 72

Sloane

The first tremor shook Malachi’s room hard enough to rattle the glasses on the table.

I sat up. For a second I thought it was another distant collapse somewhere deep in the temple. Then the floor moved again, harder, and a glass slid off the table and shattered.

I stared at the door. Liam’s voice still echoed in my head. We’re at the temple. He had said it last night, and he had reached me once more that afternoon, faint and broken. They had found us.

I had spent every hour since then waiting for something to happen and trying not to think about what Malachi would do if he learned how Moonhaven had reached us.

Now shouting broke out in the corridor. Boots pounded past the room. Someone yelled about the upper chambers, and another voice shouted for the eastern passage.