CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN
The ride to Lucian’s house was nothing but a haven of silence. I wanted to break the dense quietness but I was too proud to do that. Just because I was attending their family dinner didn’t mean that we were completely okay.
“For what its worth, I’m really sorry about the whole Angel situation,” his quiet voice broke the pin-drop silence in the car.
“I don’t want to talk about Angel, okay?” I straitened up, “You knew about Ian being my mate and you didn’t say anything earlier. Why?”
“Because I didn’t know how to. You and I already had tension over Angel and you had just finished the transfer. How could I tell you something like that when it was barely crossing my mind?” He questioned, pulling the car to a stop in the driveway of their mansion. Sometimes, I always fi
