Chapter 57

Lucian’s POV

Her voice was weak and airy, like the tiny sound of a ripple almost conpletely overshadowed by the crushing sound of the wave. Her was no higher than a whisper, not much stronger than a whimper. It sounded frail, crushed, it sounded like how she looked the first time she gained consciousness after she was first linked with Cassian, the very moment that first spark of energy course through her from Cassian.

Rhea looked distraught, she looked like she was fighting something that I could not see, something that only see could see. Her mouth moved but no song came out of it. Her brows furrowed, as if she was having a horrible dream that she wanted to get out of, a horrible dream that she is stuck in.

Sweat formed on her forehead as her lips pursed as if she wanted…needed desperately to say something but was stuck. Rhea moved her head from side to side, as the sweat filled her forehead, and the thunder cracked open the sky outside and the lightening