LUCIAN
I stood at the front of the classroom, lecturing my students on the intricacies of werewolf bonds. But as I spoke, I felt a sudden jolt of pain in my heart.
It was a sensation I'd been waiting for, yet dreading, for centuries. The wolf bond, the connection that tied me to my mate, Elara.
The pain intensified, and I felt her fear, her panic. She was in danger. I could sense it, feel it in every fiber of my being. My heart racing, I tried to maintain my composure, but it was no use. I had to get out of there, had to find her.
One of my students, a bright-eyed young woman, raised her hand.
"Professor Lucian, what's wrong?" she asked, concern etched on her face. “Are you okay?”
But I didn't reply. I couldn't. I rushed out of the classroom, leaving my students in stunned silence. T
