Lucian
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The shrill vibration of my phone cut through the silence of the room. My eyes snapped open. Mara shook slightly on my chest, her breath catching at the sudden sound. I reached for the nightstand, squinting at the screen.
Kane.
Of course.
Mara was already looking up at me with sleepy eyes, her voice soft, “Is everything okay?”
“Yeah,” I muttered. “Go back to sleep.”
She nodded like the obedient little thing she was tonight, and I gave her a half-smile before slipping out of bed. My bare feet hit the cold floor as I made my way into the closet, shutting the door behind me before answering.
“Kane,” I growled, “this better be important.”
“Boss,” he said, his voice sharp with tension. “Alex escaped.”
I froze. “What?”
“He shot one of our men. His cousin is dead. It was a b
