Chapter 32 – A Letter from the Past
(Elena’s POV)
Outside the Citadel, the night was too quiet. No wind. No motion. The heavy silence that often came before something important happened or something bad happened.
Since the council meeting, Lucian had been distant, speaking slowly and looking at things in a way that made it hard to read. I could tell that the storm was brewing behind his calm mask. It was the kind of storm that changed everything.
I told myself to take a break, but my body wouldn't listen. There was a hum in the air that I couldn't ignore. The silver and soft moonlight came through the window and lit up the small chest that Lucian had brought from the old Lycan archives earlier that evening. He said it only had sealed records in it. But the way he avoided looking at it
