She didn’t want to see the truth in his eyes, not yet—not until Xander was safe. Lyana spun, finding him among the chaos. He gaped in horror as his sacred nest ripped apart. “Go!” she cried. His eyes found hers. “Not without you. Come on!” He reached for her arm and tugged, but she shirked his hold. “No, Xander, go.” Her voice was soft this time, but he heard every word. There was too much to explain. “Go!”
