"Are you sure?" Elsa paced through the room, worried and restless.
"Yes! I think Samael is Evie's mate." Lucian emphasized. He had spent an entire sleepless night before arriving at this careful conclusion.
Last night was a nightmare. He had to watch the two stroll for hours and have a heart-to-heart conversation through his window. He knew it wasn't Madelyn. But still watching helplessly at Evie controlling her body and mind and using it to lure another competitive man was making him restless, pissed, and uncomfortable.
Towards the end, Evie got woozy. Lucian had hoped it was Madelyn retaliating against Evie that had induced the concussion. But no! It was just another useless hope. It felt like that for a long minute until she crashed into his arms. Samael carried her back to the hos
