Damon’s POVThe night after Lyra whispered that someone called her from the lake, I didn’t sleep.I stayed by her door until dawn, listening to each soft breath, ready to tear apart anything that came near her. Ivy dozed on a chair beside me, exhaustion pulling at her, but I couldn’t close my eyes.Not when my daughter might already be in danger.When the sun finally rose, faint and pale, Ivy touched my arm. “You need to rest.”“I can’t,” I said. My voice was rough.She didn’t argue, she understood. Lyra had always been powerful, but what she did last night… that was something else entirely.“I’m going back to the lake,” I said quietly.Ivy tensed. “Now?”“Yes.”She hesitated. “Should I come?”“No,” I said immediately. “Stay with Lyra.”Ivy opened her mouth to protest, then stopped. She could sense the storm in me.“Come back quickly,” she whispered, stepping close enough that I felt her breath on my throat. “And don’t shut me out.”“I won’t,” I said, though I knew I already was.I ki
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