Zeev POV
Ash and Sands both twitched at the same time, then looked at each other swiftly.
"I couldn't get a lock-"
"Me neither." Sands growled.
"Harlee." I breathed and allowed myself to collapse on the sofa.
"Someone's most likely hiding her." Sands said softly. We all knew what that meant. If someone was hiding her from us, they outclassed us all, in power, strength, skill. This was not good. Worse, my chest felt as though someone had opened a gaping hole in it. How was Harlee doing?
Harlee POV
I lay gasping on the floor, holding my hands to my chest with a grimace. I had been separated from Zeev for too long, and my soul was screaming in agony. The Nephilim's whispers had begun to quiet, but if it didn't stop soon, I'd probably die before the kid could finish creating w
