Chapter 87

Damian’s POV

Driving like a maniac, I went directly to the house blinded with rage. I didn't care if I was going to meet my mother there, all I cared about was finding Lucas and making sure he regretted doing this.

Grabbing a stick, I kicked the door open and went directly into every room, searching for Lucas. Theodore saw this and followed me.

“Where the hell is he?!” I yelled as I kicked the last door open but I didn’t wait to get an answer before going to the backyard.

Scanning the garden and every other place I could check, Lucas was nowhere to be found. Running my fingers through my hair, I turned to see my father already standing behind me and my blood boiled again.

“Where is he?” I asked, making my hand into a fist and groaning as each word rolled out of my tongue.

“Lucas?” He asked and I have never been angrier, I hate it when I get another question as the answer to my question, “he left town the last time you came here and hear him up till he’s almost dead!” He yelled at me.