Alara
As soon as I spotted Lucas stepping out of the hotel lounge, something inside me churned. The look on his face, the way he glanced around nervously—it all screamed that something was wrong. My heart began to race, and without thinking, I strode toward him, grabbing his arm before he could fully register my presence.
“Lucas,” I hissed under my breath, pulling him toward the nearby elevator. I needed to get him alone, away from prying eyes and ears. The tension was already thick enough between Kaelen and me, and now seeing Lucas here, I knew it was about to get worse.
Lucas didn’t resist, but he looked uncomfortable as I dragged him inside the elevator. The doors closed, and we were alone, the silence around us pressing in. I let go of his arm and crossed mine over my chest, my eye
