*Three days since Lilith died*
The ice room had become a tomb.
Not because Lilith was buried there. But because the three Alphas keeping vigil looked more like corpses than the girl lying on the stone table.
Nicholas sat in the chair closest to Lilith’s head. He had not moved from that position in over twelve hours. Had not eaten. Had not slept. Just sat there holding Lilith’s cold hand and staring at her face like if he looked away for even a second she would disappear entirely.
Sebastian stood by the wall with his arms crossed and his eyes red-rimmed. He had stopped trying to hide the tears hours ago. They just came now, silent and constant....sliding down his face while he watched the girl he loved lie motionless and pale and so perfectly still it hurt to look at.
Lucian paced.
Back and forth across the ice room like a caged animal. His hands were clenched into fists. His jaw was tight. His eyes were wild with barely controlled rage.
He wanted to break something. Wanted to kill something. Wanted to do anything except stand here watching Lilith’s body slowly turn into a frozen monument.
And in the center of it all.....
Elena.
The priestess stood beside the stone table with her hands hovering over Lilith’s body. White light pulsed from her palms in steady waves.....preservation magic mixed with ice energy, keeping Lilith’s corpse from decaying, maintaining the stasis spells Dr. Aldric had woven three days ago.
Elena’s face was drawn with exhaustion. She had been maintaining the spells almost constantly since Victoria left. Only breaking to rest for an hour at a time before returning to pour more magic into keeping Lilith preserved.
Because if the body decayed, if the flesh rotted or the organs failed....resurrection would be impossible.
And Victoria had promised resurrection was possible.
Had promised she would return with everything needed to bring Lilith back.
But it had been three days.
Seventy-two hours since Lilith died.
Sixty hours since Victoria stepped through a portal and disappeared.
And still no sign of her return.
"How much longer?" Sebastian’s voice broke the silence. Rough. Raw. Like he had been screaming.
Elena looked up. "I don’t know."
"She said two days," Sebastian said. "Maybe less. It’s been more than two days. It’s been...." His voice cracked. "It’s been too long. Something went wrong. She’s not coming back."
"She’s coming back," Nicholas said without taking his eyes off Lilith.
"You don’t know that," Sebastian said.
"I know Victoria," Nicholas said. "She won’t give up on Lilith. She’ll find what she needs and she’ll come back. Even if it takes the full seven days."
"We don’t have seven days," Lucian said, his voice sharp. "We have four. Victoria said we had seven days total before the soul bonds dissolve completely. We’re on day three. That leaves four days. Four days for her to come back, perform whatever impossible resurrection she’s planning, and somehow bring Lilith back from death."
"Then she has four days," Nicholas said.

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