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We can try.

Everything is twisty.

And turny and small.

Wethought we were heading?—

Toward the house.

Their words ran together so that he couldn’t tell who said what.

“Well. You ran into the veil, sweets. You can’t go through. You know that, so that’s why you got turned around.”

But you heard us.

“I will always hear you. Your fathers are probably frantic. Can you reach out to them? Can they hear you?”

The twins closed their eyes, and their joined call was huge.

But Cosmo got what they meant. There was this odd echo like it was… a bubble.

“Hmm, a bubble. Let me try.”

He called for his brothers, but it just echoed around them in the tunnel, and the stones began to shake, to fall.

“Rockslide. Fly, guys! Go! I’m right behind you!”

He shifted and ran, his hand holding his belly to protect it from falling stones.

The dust choked him, and the sound behind him was deafening.

His soul reached out to the one being it wanted most. His mate.Hawk, Hawk, I need you. I have the kids and we’re lost. I need you.

A stone hit him on the back of the neck and the world went bright, then a deep, velvety dark.

Oh.

Oh shit.

He turned as he fell, and it was the last conscious thing he could do to protect the new life growing inside him.

Chapter

Twenty-Three

Hawk was sitting with his book on his chest, dozing, when he heard Cosmo’s frantic call.

Hawk! I need you!

He sprang to his feet, tearing into the hallway, where he collided with Corbin. “Where is he?”

Corbin held his head, hands over his ears, tears on his cheeks. “I don’t know. I heard him, but it was such a weird, echo-y sound.”

Cullen staggered toward them. “I heard him.”

Hawk knew they weren’t going to help him choose a direction, so he closed his eyes.Where are you?

He sent the call as loudly as he could.