Both men froze.
Lucian straightened, his jaw tensing. Damien took a quick step toward her.
“What do you mean someone broke in?” Damien asked sharply.
But Georgia didn’t answer right away. She was still staring at the message, her lips parted, a chill settling deep in her bones.
She lowered the phone slowly, her lips pressed into a tight line. Her heart was racing now, panic threatening to bubble to the surface.
"Someone broke into my house," she said again, firmer this time.
Lucian stepped closer. "What do you mean? Are you sure?"
She met his eyes. "It means exactly what I said. Troy just sent me a message. The door was wide open when he got there, and the lock looked busted. I need to go and see things for myself."
Lucian opened his mouth, already moving toward her. "I'm coming wi
