Lucian’s POV
I often thought about the question Aria asked me in the bar, whether I loved her or not. My answer then had not been satisfactory. But that answer still hadn’t changed.
I genuinely wasn’t sure.
Earlier in the day, while I had been sitting at my desk at the alpha headquarters building, I had been surprised when my parents burst into his office, bypassing both my Beta and my assistant.
“Lucian!” my mother shouted, outraged at the sight of me working behind my desk. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you out there combating these nasty rumors?”
While I’d chosen to ignore what was written in the tabloids, I was still well aware of the gossip. As Alpha King, I was frequently among the pages of the gossip rags. If she wanted me to know what she was talking about, she had to b
