"Isiah!" Lexie gasped, her voice echoing off the cold stone as she stared at him looming in the doorway, exuding the absolute presence of an unyielding dark monarch.
In truth, he embodied that role entirely. His physical capacity eclipsed standard mortal limits, and the heavy aura shrouding his vessel was so dense that Lexie could visibly track dark, static particles drifting through the air surrounding his frame, far more oppressive than during his previous appearance.
His unreadable, detached expression remained unchanged. A violent rush of adrenaline surged through Lexie's veins, her heart hammering against her ribs as she confronted the terrifying reality that she had spent the past three months simultaneously yearning for and dreading this exact reunion.
Heigl remained completely unresponsive on the floor. Yogev met Isiah's unblinking gaze immediately, offering a low, tense update. "He is afflicted with disease."
"Afflicted?" Isiah echoed smoothly.
