Lucian's POV
We brothers could only watch Kael and Eira arguing and leaving to their rooms.
"Soon, our Alpha is going to be crushed under the anger of our mate," Rafe commented, clearly amused. "I bet max two days."
I hummed, "Two or three, not more than that."
"Would be interesting to watch," Rafe chuckled. "I need to stalk more blood bags so I can enjoy the show while drinking."
"We shall get the champagne bottles," I said, and looked at Jason. "What do you say?"
Jason hummed and said, "I'll try to look into Roman's whereabouts," and left.
"This guy, can't stop being serious," Rafe commented as he watched Jason leave.
I just looked at him and asked, "How did it go at the hospital?"
He looked back at me, his gaze savage. "Wondering whether you missed the chance of seeing me in pain?"
The bastard would never see the worry others had for him.
"I can make up for that missing chance by putting you into that pain once more," I said with a warning gaze.
