Lucas's POV
I ran to the elevator and pressed the top-floor button, leaving a puzzled expression on Seth and his friend’s face. I can’t stay any longer to explain. Not with my mate’s life at stake.
My mind feels like a storm, chaotic. A knot formed in my stomach imagining what state my mate is in now, while a part of her pain still pierced my body.
I’m an i***t for letting her go alone. This is the second time I’m in a same building as her and a bad thing happened to her, without I'm aware.
I'm a shitty mate.
Until what feels like forever, the elevator opened and I stormed out of it, running toward the stairs.
As I turned from the hallway, I saw my mate sitting on the floor, leaning on the wall near the stairs. Beside her is crying Laura. Blood pooling between her legs, her white pan
