LUCIEN POV
We’ve arrived at the clearing, my heart beating with fear and panic. The area smelled of chaos. Damon’s pacing filled the space with sharp, deliberate movements, his boots scuffing against the floor with each step. Ben stood by the window, his hands gripping the still so tightly I thought he’d snap in two. And me? I could barely breathe.
My heart was a ticking time bomb in my chest, threatening to explode with every passing second. The bond between Olivia and me wasn’t severed, but it was faint—so faint I could barely feel her presence. It was like staring at a star that was slowly disappearing into the void.
“Stop pacing,” I growled, my voice rough, strained:
Damon froze, his piercing gaze locking onto me. “Then do something!” he snapped. “Because right now, all I see is
