Lucien's POV

It’s really cold out in this forest, I rub my hands together and I can feel the vaporized air coming out of my mouth with every breath I take. Immediately I reach familiar grounds I take the chance with the first pay phone I see and call Adam, describing my location and he comes straight to me and picks me up.

As I call Adam, he arrives promptly to pick me up, his expression filled with concern and anger as he takes in my burnt and torn clothes. I keep my shoulders high and fold my arms tightly, refusing to speak a word as we ride in silence.

Returning to my mansion, an eerie silence envelops the surroundings. We enter the living room, and I stumble in, bloodied and exhausted. The weight of betrayal from Natasha lingers in my thoughts, adding to my weariness. I let out a heavy sigh, my gaze shifting up to the sparkling chandelier above.

Adam gently taps my back twice, a silent gesture of support, before making his way upstairs, leaving me to my own thoughts. I retreat into myself, fe