"Callum?" Kai gasped.
Nova's tiny hands reached toward the figure, and the entire chamber trembled in response. The stars above them rearranged themselves, forming new patterns that pulsed with an inner light.
"That's not possible," Émilie whispered. "Unless..."
The figure turned toward them, and Samantha's heart stopped. Those violet eyes—Callum's eyes—gazed back at her with the same tender expression she'd seen a thousand times before. He looked exactly as she remembered him: the slight curl of dark hair falling over his forehead, the gentle smile that had always made her feel like the most important person in the universe.
"Callum," she breathed, taking an instinctive step forward.
Melusine moved faster, placing herself between Samantha and the apparition. "Remember what I said," she cautioned, her color-shifting eyes narrowed with suspicion. "The chamber responds to desire. This is not—"
