Kenneth’s POV
The past few days hadn’t been easy on my heart. It hurt—badly. More than anything, I felt like Lucy was avoiding me. I didn’t know if it had to do with the betrothal or something else, but she’d been ignoring me completely, and it cut deep. It felt like someone had gutted me, and Zeus—my lion—was whimpering and restless. We hadn’t been able to spend even a little time with her, and it was driving us insane.
Even though I’d been kept busy with the final preparations for the ceremony, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Lucy was deliberately pushing me away.
All day long, I’d been dragged from meeting to meeting. If there’s one thing I hate about leadership, it’s the endless meetings. I really wish there were a better way to handle these things without wasting hours in boardro
