Elena
*****Guest House — Dawn*****
Sleep never came.
I just sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the faint light slipping through the curtains, feeling the weight of last night still pressing against my chest. My vow of war hadn’t faded. If anything, the determination burned hotter now.
I could hear the twins breathing softly from the next room. Their little heartbeats always calmed me… until today.
Because today, everything would change.
A knock slammed against the door.
Not a soft knock.
A Lucian knock.
“Elena,” he called, voice low and commanding. “Get up. We have a problem.”
My stomach tightened. Problems with Lucian were never small.
I opened the door, rubbing my face. “What now?”
Lucian stepped inside, dressed in black, looking like he hadn’t slept in a year. His expres
