Lucien
I sit on my couch, a glass of vodka in my right hand. So far, I've only taken a few sips. I'm not even in the mood to drink, I just want answers.
Why would Lyanna, a seemingly naive little girl want to steal from me?
Was it because I broke up with her? Or was this to get back at me for not rejecting her as my mate?
I throw my head back, my eyes on the ceiling, "She must really hate me," I muse, "Hmm, I guess I have been too lenient with her. It's time to become strict again," I straighten myself.
My chest tightens with each thought I take of her.
I place the glass of vodka on the table, and sigh deeply.
"You good?"
I raise my head to see Kael sitting beside me, "You look like a ghost just shoved something up your ass."
I throw him an annoyed look, and he just laughs, grabbing my glass of vodka.
"You're such a thief," I slap his hand, but he takes it anyway.
