Diana's POV
The moment I came down the stairs with Callan, Lucian jumped to his feet from the couch and walked over to us.
"We need to talk," He said to me, his eyes flashing at Callan.
"Yeah, no shit." I replied.
He grabbed my arm before I could say anything else and dragged me out of the house. I barely said bye to Callan.
"Can you slow down?" I sighed, attempting to pull my hand back from his grasp and failing at it. "Hey!"
"Just keep quiet!"
Before I knew it, Lucian was dragging me to Sandra's back gardens.
"Start talking." He said, letting go of my arm.
"Why don't you start talking?" I shot back, folding my arms under my chest. "What the f**k are you doing here?"
His eyes narrowed. "You wouldn't answer your damned phone! That's why I'm here!"
"Do you do this to all your
