Lucien's POV I skidded to a halt, barely keeping my claws from ripping through whoever or whatever had dared to block my path to her. "MOVE!" I instructed but then I froze. My eyes were wide in shock. No it couldn't be. Was I seeing a ghost? The rogue stood tall, broader than any of the others, his fur a matte charcoal black with silver streaks like scars torn across his body by the moon itself. His eyes... They were yellow and burned into my memory like fire that never cooled. "You..." I whispered, my heart thundering harder than when I had first shifted as a young wolf warrior. "You're... You're dead. I killed you." The rogue tilted his head. He hadn't attacked me and there was no snarl or growl. He just...stared at me with observation and recognition. He probably wanted to see if I recognized him. He smiled finding out that I remembered. "You thought you did," he said with a voice that sounded like deep and bold. "But you didn't finish the job pr
I need eyes on all halls. Double the guards on the west and north wings. Seal off the lower floors. Nobody gets near this room."Orion nodded. "On it."I turned to Marcus, who looked more serious now. "You stay the hell out of my way, or I will put you down. I don't care who she called for when she woke up."I yanked the door open and rushed back into the room.Seraphina was standing now, shaky on her feet, still clutching the sheets like a child holding a blanket. Her heat and fear made her like a different person. She was not behaving stubborn or trying to be a strong and hot detective that she made herself into. Right now, she looked cute and sexy and.....damn it! I can't let my mind take me away in this kind of situation. I need to concerntrate. "Lucien?" she whispered, her voice trembling. "What's going on?"I crossed the room in three long strides and cupped her cheeks, gently pressing my forehead against hers. "There are intruders, but you're safe, I swear. N
Lucien’s POV“I said BACK OFF!” I roared, yanking the door open so hard it nearly came off its hinges.Marcus stood there, defiant, chest puffed, with his fists clenched like he thought he had a right. He still thought he belonged she was his. But lucky for me what happened to her few days ago worked in my favour. She was now cooperating with me and even begging me to drive this guy away. The I thought would be my biggest rival for her heart and attention. I looked at him with eyes of pity. He didn't know the truth but was here yapping his mouth like a barking dog. I just smirked and rolled my eyes.“She needs to see me, Lucien,” he growled. “You’re manipulating her. Hypnotizing her....You’re filling her head with your twisted werewolf garbage, controlling and keeping her from the people who actually love her.”I stepped out of the room, shutting the door behind me, shielding Seraphina from his shouting like a knight in a storybook who stood between the princess and the
Lucien’s POV“She’s waking up!” Marcus shouted, pointing at the screen like a child at the zoo. I saw it too.Her eyes fluttered open, blinking slowly. Her fingers curled around the sheets, then lifted to her chest, pressing against her heart like something was breaking in there. Her lips moved and she said something.Marcus leaned forward. “Did she just say....?”And then she did it again. “Marcus…”His name slipped from her lips right in front of me. We both froze. The entire room was quiet.“Marcus…” she whispered again, voice soft and shaken, like the syllables of his name were stitched into her soul.My chest tightened, jealousy crawling up its way up my throat. Why his name? I was the one who came to save her. I was who stopped her from commiting a huge crime...I hid her, bathed her. protected her. But she woke up thinking of him?“Lucien,” Orion said carefully, watching me like I might explode. Honestly? I might. I waved him off and grabbed my comm.“Get her phone and take it t
Lucien’s POV“She’s not who you think she is,” I finally said, voice low, too low.Marcus froze at first, his eyes going wide open. “What the hell does that mean?” he growled, taking another threatening step forward.I didn’t flinch. But damn, I wanted to because of what I was tempted to say.I stared at him, hard...sizing him up. I could snap him in half with two fingers and a growl. But it seems Sera really likes him. I was told to avoid anything that could trigger her. That was his saving grace. Because it's not like she loves me, we are just fated mates but I guess it should be enough for me to show mercy and let her tell him herself.“She’s... complicated,” I said instead, pulling the words back from the truth.“Complicated?” Marcus threw his arms up."Forget it," I said coldly, adjusting my cuffs like I wasn’t seconds away from slamming him through my glass table. “It’s not your business anymore.”“I’m her best friend, so it's my business!” Marcus roared.I scoffed, “You’re a bo
Lucien’s POV“She’s breathing, right?” Ayla asked rolling her eyes, probably wishing my Sera died. Her arms were still crossed like she wasn’t clinging to the wall just minutes ago.“Yes,” I snapped, pulling the sheet tighter around Seraphina’s limp, naked body. “Don’t pretend you care.”“She could’ve killed us all.”“But she didn’t.”Ayla didn’t respond as she pouted, throwing her face away.I looked down at Sera who was unconscious, fragile, and covered in blood that wasn’t hers. Her hair was tangled, her lips parted just slightly. And even unconscious, she made my heart skip like I was a boy again, caught watching his favourite show.I carried her in my arms, bridal style, through the empty hallways of the evacuated building. Ayla suggested she take her to her place, but I couldn't trust Ayla with my Sera. As I came out of the building, journalists and paparazzi gathered taking pictures wondering why a hotel as big as his would suddenly evacuate then I ..Lucien Kael ran out with a