CHAPTER 017
STORM’s POV:
I groggily peeled my eyes open, the darkness of the room making it easy to adjust my eyesight. I blinked once, and then twice, not recognising my environment in any way.
I groaned, massaging my head. “The hell…?” The last thing I remembered was walking into the lobby with Lucien by my side and my hands tied.
‘Wait, I touched my head with one hand and I was…’ I looked down to see I was no longer bound. I was about to rejoice but my victory was short-lived, a troubled whimper came from my left, startling me.
I sat upright, pulling the sheets off my legs as I approached his sleeping figure.
Lucien was shaking in his sleep, mumbling gibberish that I couldn't understand no matter how hard I tried.
I reached him, standing just above him as my eyes danced on h
