Alpha Lucien’s POV
The chair beneath me felt like a throne of needles, sharp, uncomfortable, and utterly incapable of supporting the weight of my thoughts. My back ached from leaning forward too long, elbows resting on my knees, palms pressed against my temples.
“How…?” I whispered to myself again, for what had to be the fifth time.
How did Damian return?
And not just return, how did he find me?
How did he locate Kael?
The silence in my chamber was deafening, yet my thoughts were loud, spiraling and relentless.
“I made sure Kael stayed far away from me,” I muttered, my voice no louder than a breath. “I kept him hidden, I kept him safe…”
No one, not even the Elders, knew the truth.
Not even Kael himself.
They all believed Kael I detest Kael so much, I detest everything about him a
