THIRD POV.
Alpha Lucien stood by the windows in his office, deep in thought as he stared into the cold, dark night. The atmosphere around the entire Black Creepers pack was anything but nice. There was nothing positive about the past few days that followed since that fateful day when he had a discussion with his godfather. Alpha Lucien found out a lot of things that night, most of which he now wished he never had.
For the first time since that horrible incident, Alpha Lucien allowed himself to actually think. How could he have been so stupid as to believe such flimsy evidence against the words of his own mate? How could he have been so careless as to take such serious actions without proper investigations?
He killed his own mate. Not just killed her, but with a cut from an Ereden dagger
