As she lay on the couch, getting into the adventures of a time-traveling heroine out to save the planet from vicious gods and demigods determined to take it over, a sense of darkness suddenly enveloped her, stealing over her vision. She gasped and grabbed her throat, the book falling to the floor with a thump as she fought to breathe through a sudden blinding headache. The soul-sucking pain abruptly cut off with the precision of a surgical knife, leaving her drenched and shaking. 

“Alarin?” she called, knowing somehow that what had just happened was connected to him. She reached out almost instinctively to her mate, only to find nothing but darkness, a deep abyss that she wanted desperately to escape.

“Alarin!” Panic assailed her, and she struggled to sit up, her throat closing up under the force of fear rolling through her. In the year and a half since her Awakening, she had not been more than a mind’s touch from Alarin. Alarin literally could not hide from her, yet the silence that now confronted her at the end of their connection thundered through her, chased by the panicked racing of her heart. She could not sense Alarin anywhere, and he did not respond to her increasingly frenzied attempts to mentally reach him. Through that connection between them, she knew that the temporary darkness and subsequent headache were connected to whatever had happened to him …

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