Lucian's POV
I stood outside Allison's apartment building, watching the sky lighten with the first hints of dawn. I'd only managed a few hours of restless sleep before returning here, driven by a need I couldn't fully explain.
Fenrir paced restlessly within me, unsettled since our encounter with Bellingham at the gallery.
*Mine. Mate. Need to see her.*
"Not helping," I muttered under my breath.
Kate had turned me away last night—my own employee, mind you—citing Allison's need for rest.
The morning air was crisp, carrying the promise of a beautiful day.
Perfect for taking Allison and Lily out, perhaps to the lakeside park they both loved.
The thought formed before I could stop it, an unwelcome reminder of how easily they still occupied my thoughts.
The sound of
