CHAPTER 92

　　Lucien:

　　Two weeks, ten hours, fifteen minutes, and thirty seconds.

　　That was how long it had been since they had disappeared—since they had been kidnapped. The bile in my throat only grew larger when I thought of her.

　　Caspian was mute in my head, refusing to speak with me. Conner had locked himself in his house after days of berating himself. I won't deny that I had berated myself as well.

　　What kind of mate was I? I knew Raleigh had just had surgery. I knew something could have happened to her if I let her go. I knew being alone with Cindy wasn't enough to save her—

　　—Then why did I let her?

　　It was a foolish mistake. Something I regretted immensely. The weight of my actions weighed heavily on me as if I had been punished with carrying the moon on my shoulders. No doubt this was the work of my father, of Dhoom. This was part of his revenge, and he was succeeding.