Chapter 22

**LUCIEN**

I hung up the phone from speaking with Ezekial.. To say that I am livid is an understatement. Ragnar is thrashing around in my head causing a massive headache. Monica must feel my anxiety.

“What’s wrong, Lucien?” She said, rubbing her hands up my back. I immediately relaxed to her touch..

“We have to go to the pack house. We can’t stay here.” I say with a sigh and before I can turn around and explain why she has already left the kitchen where we were standing.

“Monica?” I called out to her but she didn't answer. Still in my house I walk to where the kids are sleeping.

She is grabbing Lincoln in her arms and starts walking through the house. I know now what she is doing. She trusts me. And if I say we have to leave, it’s time to go. I swelled with pride before grabbing Angel from the bed.

“Daddy Lucien.” She says, peeking out from underneath her sleepy eyelashes. I want to cry. She called me daddy..

“Where are we going?” She asks me with a yawn.

“We are going to my bro