LUCIAN'S POV
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The house Millard built is like I remember with a few renovations. It's a large house with around six bedrooms, because when he built it, he had shared a vision of having kids with his future mate. One that has yet to show up. I lead Caroline up the spiral staircase, her fingers are cold, but there's a layer of sweat between our palms. She hasn't said a word since we left the dining room, but it was a sight to see her smile and get along with my best friend that's like a brother to me.
We grew up together, and I can't help but wonder if his mate is in another kingdom like mine was.
'You should thank your father for sending us over there.' Atticus muses. My teeth grinds at the thought.
'I have one thing to be thankful for, and he has many to apologize for. I don't see e
