“Nikolai, what are you doing here... Is… is Lucian with you?” Paige’s eyes swerved to the front door as she gripped the soft blanket over her a little tighter.
He arched his head, his copper brows furrowing slightly. “Paige…?” He asked, somewhat surprised.
‘He showed up a couple of weeks ago…’ Isis sighed. ‘Refuses to leave us alone…’
Relief flooded Nikolai’s eyes. “Oh, thank the goddess…” he leaned forward in his chair. “I was worried you might not even be in there anymore after two weeks of Isis’s stubborn, irrational bullsh*t…”
Isis hissed.
Paige frowned. It was odd to hear Nikolai talking so openly with her. He was normally so reserved and formal.
“Luna… you have to go back…” he said, his eyes filled with concern. “We all heard what happened… and... I know why you left, now that
