In a dark room in the middle of nowhere…
A painful sting broke Luca's concentration. He was trying to train his power and refining his magic, only for him to fumble and miss Dione's face by a hairline. The earl didn't care about her reaction, but he held onto his body as if something was very wrong. There was only one person in his mind as well…
He then looked up at the hellhound queen, wearing a grave expression. "I must go back to—Lady Dione?"
The usually stern woman was displaying a strange look of anxiety and fear on her face all of a sudden. She was looking in a direction, but she couldn't do anything much about it. Her raised hands curled tightly, and she held onto her choker. It lit up as if she was trying to possess a child they had in the mortal realm.
