LUCIAN POV
The Mission
The laptop glows, and Freya’s hand quickly darts out to grasp it. She reads the message aloud, naming an address and time. Thorne searches for the location, realizing it’s an abandoned healing hall, a place once used to treat the wounded during old clan wars. It’s only half an hour from Thorstein and Alaric’s stronghold.
We need to be there within an hour.
I knew it would be an early meeting, but not this early. Fifteen minutes later, we’ve hastily discussed everything, revisited the plan, and aligned it with the chosen location. Each of us heads to our quarters to quickly prepare.
The dawn air still holds a chill, so I decide on black leather battle pants and a black fur-lined tunic. Walking to my bed, I lean down and pull out my travel satchel, checking its c
