Page 82 of Underworld

He roared, his familiar rage bursting out in a shockwave at the denial.

I stepped outside the inner circle and the barrier reacted, snapping up again.

Guilt flared and I couldn’t shove it away. Even if he’d been planning on doing just this to me, I didn’t like the idea of leaving him trapped.

But I couldn’t risk leaving him free to interfere, either.

I still had two more Virtues I had to find.

And with six days to go, time was running out.

“Behave, Cole,” I murmured before turning back to the fog. “Think about which side you’re on while I’m gone.”

As soon as I did, the dream started to fall apart, a chaotic noise pushing into that weird twilight that lingers between dreams and waking.

“Lily!”

Olivia’s urgent voice had struggling up out of the lingering dregs of the dream world and I sat up, looking around in confusion.

And Olivia perched next to me on the bed, her hand on my arm. “Lily…wakeup!”

“I’m awake,” I said, adrenaline shooting through my veins. “What’s going on? I thought you were with Trevor?”

A thunderous boom came from outside and glass shattered as heat billowed into the room. My Uni-Hare squeaked and curled into the soft feathers at my back.

“It’s Lucifer,” Olivia said, her eyes wide and filled with terror. “He's here!”