Thirty Seven

Marcus's POV

Lucian's mood suddenly swooped low and he looked completely dowmcasted. There was this sign of growing anger in his ocean-blue eyes, good thing he dismissed the meeting.

If not, Alpha Roland would have not lived to see the next day.

The meeting room was not empty, save for me and Lucian. Lucian sat quietly on his seat, spacing out with his eyes vacant.

"Lucian, get hold of yourself. Let's go to your study." I patted his shoulder to rouse him. He sighed deeply before standing up, I followed closely behind.

When we got to study, Lucian slumped on the sofa in the office laying there carefree.

I pulled a chair to his side. "Why the attitude? He only asked on your progress with Calla."

Finally, Lucian spoke. "Something clicked inside me, my heart kinda fell at his words. Honestly, I don't know what caused it but I'm surprised."

"Well, I do stand with Roland on this matter, what's your progress with Calla? You know I haven't heard from you two due to your tough mission." I made