Trigger Warning: Torture flashbacks
LUCIAN'S POV
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She is the inevitable. My knee bounces as I sit in the leather armchair, the heat seeping from the hearth. It's almost my time to leave again, and I have accomplished nothing. I was sent here on a mission, and now...now I can't go through with it. I'd be lying to myself to say that she's the only reason why I haven't brought hell down on this place, but she's definitely the main one.
Father is going to be disappointed, but this was his idea, not mine. I stare at the stone walls that are lit up with the warm glow of the flames.
It's funny how this place feels more like home than my actual home, but it's only been recently that I've found my peace, my mate.
My wicked, careless little mate. I can't even fight the smile that crosses my
