Calder woke me at the crack of dawn, a hand over my mouth and his massive body looming over me in the near-darkness.
"They're here," he said quietly. "Not close enough to hear us talking at a normal volume, but close enough to maybe hear if you made some noise."
My heart jumped into an instant gallop, my chest tightening, a wave of nausea rising up.
Lucian. They were here. My cousin, my family…I was going to see them again. Now that it was imminent, I could hardly believe it.
What if they hated me, which I richly deserved? What if they satisfied themselves that this wasn't some trick, and then…just left again?
Fuck. But Calder was tilting his head at me, raising his eyebrows.
I nodded behind his hand, and he pulled it away, apparently satisfied I'd keep quiet.
