Lilith's POV
The heat came back at dawn.
She felt it before she was fully awake. That same pull. That same burn. But different this time.....heavier. Final. Like it knew something she didn't.
She turned toward Nicholas.
He was already awake. Lying on his side and was watching her. His silver eyes were steady. That particular stillness that was so specifically him...controlled, deliberate, always three steps ahead of whatever room he was in.
She opened her mouth to greet him good morning and then his eyes changed.
Between one blink and the next.
Silver.....and then it was gone.
