Lucien's POV
Of all the pain I have felt, none cuts deeper than letting go of your fated mate. I make my way to lectures, but my eyes catch a glimpse of Aria on the first floor. She glances in my direction, but shifts her focus somewhere else before heading out.
Her resilience and her fast drifting gaze cut through me like a sword slashing at my chest. Rex growls in fury; his mate is close, but he can't hold her, or even so tell her how much we care about her. My mind is slowly turning to a battlefield; Rex blames me for letting go of his mate at every chance he gets. I resort to shutting him out some of the times, when I know clearly I'm in the wrong.
"Lucien," Adrian's familiar voice drags me back, and I whirl to glance at him.
"Kyle just mind-linked me; Tristan, the rogue, is cons
