Lindsay's Point of View
It's early morning when someone starts to pound on my door. I stumble out of bed and rush to it, quickly pulling it open.
I glare at Elara, who is smiling at me with an overly sweet smile.
"Oh, I am so sorry. Did I wake you?"
"You know very well that you did. What do you want, Elara?"
"Lucien has requested your presence in the meeting room."
"Why?"
I ask, wrapping my arms around myself, the air slightly chilly around us.
Elara arches a brow.
"What do I look like to you? Just get dressed and come down. You know he doesn't like waiting."
She snaps before storming off. I roll my eyes, step back into my room and quickly get dressed. She is right though. He doesn't like to wait.
I rush down the stairs, making my way down to one of the chambers they use for a
