Page 38

But that man didn’t understand.

He couldn’t wield it.

It took over Hunter, until he was shut inside the darkness.

And the only thing that pulled him to the light was her voice—her sweet, soft voice—telling him to come back.

Come back to her.

To her.

Skye.

His everything.

“Come back to me,” she’d say, forcing thethingto yield. “Come back…”