Lucien’s POV
Nobody was going to stop me.
Not Gemma.
Not her pathetic brothers.
Not the Alphas.
And certainly not Heaven itself.
I would get what belonged to me.
The pendant.
The power.
The throne over every universe.
I had waited centuries for this moment, suffered centuries trapped between worlds while those self-righteous angels judged me for becoming stronger than them.
But soon?
Everyone would bow before me.
And the first people I would destroy were the only real threats left alive.
Gemma and her brothers.
Especially Gemma.
That girl should already be dead.
The moment I saw her standing by the river earlier, breathing and alive, rage burned through me. She wasn’t supposed to survive. Yet somehow, fate kept protecting her.
Not for long.
I leaned back in my chair insi
