Lucian's POV.
The mist curls around our feet as my wolves and I start heading back to our own territory through the forest. I hear quiet, but urgent footsteps approaching us from behind. It's her. Velara. My mother. She's rushing towards us with an anxious look on her face.
"Lucian. Please wait?"
I stop, barely turning my head in her direction. My wolves halt beside me. Twitching with irritation.
"What is it now, lady? Have you come to scold us again?"
My wolves cackle. She doesn't look happy. Her cheeks flush with color. She raises her chin defiantly.
"No. Could I have a moment... Alone?"
I raise my eyebrows at her, amused. Then I gesture to the rest of my wolves to leave us alone. They hesitate for a second, but retreat into the trees reluctantly.
"Fine. Let's hear whatever excus
