Lucian’s POV
Aria’s bitter glare said it all. I’d crossed a line. The hatred in her eyes… I’d never seen anything like it before. Something about her had changed. What was it? Maybe the way her wounds healed too quickly. Or how her eyes now glowed—a fierce green surrounded by icy blue. That alone was strange.
But honestly, I couldn’t tell what shocked me more: how easily she ignored what was right in front of us, or how she acted like I hadn’t been on her side from the very beginning.
“Don’t bullshit me, Lucian. You’ve been searching for Albena ever since that night. Now that you’ve seen her, you don’t know what to do.”
A lump rose in my throat, thick and dry. “It’s all my fault, Wulf. I should’ve done more to save her. Why does it feel like I’m the one falling apart? She’s nothing to
