"Serena." Fin's voice came out sharp. "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry."
"Serena. That's not an answer."
"It's a puzzle. I think the goal is we have to step forward into the void."
"That is the worst reasoning I have ever heard, and I need you to put your foot back down."
She looked at him across the fifteen feet of stone between them. Calm. Sure. Terrified underneath it and refusing to let it win.
"One way to find out." She took a step before Fin could argue.
His heart stopped. His mouth opened around her name and nothing came out because his throat had sealed shut and his mate had just walked off a ceiling into infinite black.
The world inverted.
The transition was instantaneous. One heartbeat she was falling, and the next she was standing upright, boots on solid ground, the ceiling above her where it belonged. The void was gone. The chamber was a room with walls and a floor and gravity that behaved itself.
