Kidnapped

Lucien’s POV

I sat listening to my dad talk to our pack well aware of all the eyes on me. They were all trying their best to block their thoughts but I was their alpha, I could hear them and they all were wondering if I had lost my mind in my absence. The fact that they questioned me annoyed my inner wolf, he saw it as a betrayal but I saw it for what it really was.

Damien sat across the room furthest from me. He was the one mind I couldn’t read. We had practiced so much on each other as children that we could both effectively block all communication with the other if we so chose. Feeling me watch him he looked up and arched his brow at me.

My anger toward him had not faded although I now questioned exactly what I saw when I had first made it home. I had listened for any sign that Samantha was calling him or meeting up with him but all came back with nothing. Closing my eyes I sent him a direct message wondering if he had his walls completely up.