Lucian POV
Raven Blackwood was living up to her mother's legacy with remarkable efficiency.
She didn't even have the decency to wait for the sun to fully rise before entangling herself with another scandal. Truly impressive. If there were awards for self-destruction wrapped in audacity, the Blackwoods would have a family trophy case.
The first thing I saw when I stepped out of my room—still mildly irritated from a sleepless night and an even more irritating summit—was Raven kissing someone.
Not Tyler.
That alone was enough to make me pause.
No, this time it was worse. Much worse.
It was a woman.
And not just any woman.
Alex.
I stopped walking. Actually stopped. Xavier, who had been beside me, mid-sentence, cut himself off the moment he followed my line of sight. The air shifted instantly. His posture stiffened, his scent spiked, and his calm—so carefully cultivated over years—shattered like cheap glass.
Ah. So that's how deep it went.
Interesting.
