Kiera's P.O.V.
Lucian didn’t answer. He didn’t have to. The weight in his expression said it all.
I glanced at Damian, searching his face for some kind of reassurance, but he was unreadable. Too quiet. Too still. That wasn’t a good sign.
Rowan was reckless, but he wasn’t stupid. If he was shutting Lucian out, making decisions without him, it wasn’t just a mistake. It was deliberate. And that meant something had shifted in the balance of power.
Damian crossed his arms, his golden eyes locked on Lucian. “You need to be sure,” he said evenly. “If Rowan’s cutting you out, you have two choices—force your way back in or walk away before it gets worse.”
Lucian’s jaw tightened. “I’m not walking away.”
“I didn’t think so.” Damian tilted his head slightly, considering him. “Then that leaves th
