Serina gasped and drew his attention from his mate.
“Euan. Your hair.” Serina said with wide eyes.
Euan frowned and looked at the dark locks falling over his shoulder. He frowned at the inky hue and felt his mind shutter with the evil that had once again claimed it. His eyes met Serina’s and he saw the fear spark in her eyes before she shook it off. She held out her hand.
“Take my hand Euan. It will help to fight it off.”
Euan looked at the slender appendage and thought for a moment. Then he reached out and took the fragile digits in his hand. The darkness receded immediately with a searing pain that made Euan want to crumple to the floor.
“You mustn’t allow the darkness to influence your moods Euan. Krisi is confused. She will come around in time.”
Serina allowed her eyes to wander over the crowd that was seated in the hall. She found Owen leaning against a great pillar. He stared at her with unmoving strength, but she felt his anguish at seeing another man touching her. She smiled at him and he nodded once before he left the room altogether.
