Lucien's POV
When Davina and I got home, I was met with someone I was not expecting, and definitely not looking forward to see. But I couldn't do anything about it.
Peter.
Rowan informed me that he was already in my office, waiting for me. So I told Davina to go to her room, while I went to see him.
The old man was seated comfortably on the couch there, reading a book. Peter never got tired of gaining knowledge, so this was not an unusual sight.
He covered the book as I entered, looking up at me. There was no smile on his face, so I mentally prepared myself for one of his lectures.
"You're back so early. I expected you to be back waaay after midnight." His gaze narrowed suspiciously. "Or were you chased out of the pack?"
"You're not far from the truth, Peter."
He let out a soft huf
