Javien hardened his expression once more, forcing himself to focus on guarding Lady Ophilia's chamber door.
He had absolutely no idea that at the exact moment he was forcing himself to ignore that mysterious pain, Olivia had already been dragged past the back perimeter fence, spirited away into the dark, deep woods.
Yet, the ache in his right wrist did not subside. In fact, with every passing minute, the throbbing only grew more extreme.
Throb! Throb!
Javien clenched his teeth tightly. Cold sweat began to bead on his forehead. What had been a dull ache earlier had now morphed into an agonizing pain, as if his veins were being forcefully pulled and shredded from beneath his skin.
Something deep within his soul thrashed violently, sending out a distress signal that made his chest feel suffocatingly tight.
He knew this was no longer just overthinking. This excruciating pain was undeniable proof that something terrible had happened to Olivia.
