Liam’s POV
I couldn’t help but feel infuriated by that smug statement. He beats me at everything. The worst part was that it was true for the most part of our friendship—Lucian had always been a step ahead.
“Not this time,” I said, a dark smirk playing on my lips. “When I want something, I get it,” I added, my tone dripping with absolute confidence. “So, if you will excuse me, I need to go get ready to be beside my mate.”
The smirk on my face deepened as I watched irritation flare across his features. I scoffed, turning on my heel and walking away toward the guest bathroom. Once inside, I locked the door and stared at my reflection in the mirror, tracing the edges of the gruesome hole in my chest.
It was fake—a clever piece of dark magic and illusion. But it was the only way I could ga
