Lena’s POV
The second Lucien came into our bedroom, I knew there was something wrong. The hard truths, those that once learned changed everything and could never be unlearned, filled his eyes.
"Take a seat," he spoke softly leading me to the chair by the hearth. “You’re going to need to know this before tomorrow.”
My hand leapt to my belly, covering the life within — like what ever was about to hit me would touch him. "Just tell me. Whatever it is, I’m going to be O.K.”
“Godric wrote me," he said, as he took his seat across from me. "Intelligence about Ash's planned attack. But the Lena, the intelligence was more than tactical information. It unearthed truths about Ash that could well change our perception of his obsession with you.”
"What truths?" I asked though part of me didn’t wan
