Grace’s POV
I shivered as Lucius brought me home. The unexpected rain has drenched us and I longed to get back to my room, under the blankets. He set me down on the feet before he unlocked the door and entered; escorting me inside.
Just as he started to set the fireplace, I gasped seeing the blood on his back.
“Lucius!” I rushed and clutched the shirt, trying to get a proper look.
“Yes?” he called, his hand reached to grip my wrist and pull me in front.
Regardless, he failed.
“What is here?” I asked, shivering terribly.
It was not until now that I happen to hear myself. Though difficult, I tried to imagine about the sun and its warmth. But damn! It was getting difficult as the temperature was already nearing 35 Fahrenheit. The rain just added to it.
“What is where?” He asked, tryin
