Elian's POV
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Lucian told him about the Eastern wolves' desire to see the two of them get married.
And how did Elian feel about that? Torn. Confused.
Ugh, emotions were so fucking confusing and Lucian being a Douchebag wasn't helping things at all.
[Oh, come on. You'd look good in one of those hot wedding attires.]
When Aurora stepped into the room, he knew then and there that they would have to tell her about the suspicion of Magnus.
And they did.
But what he didn't expect in a million years was Lucian getting arrested when they stepped out of the room.
"What the heck do you mean by possession of magic charms?" Lucian sneered at the guards without trying to seem calm, glaring at them. "Do I look like the kind of person to have anything to do with magic?"
Elian watched him closely, glancing briefly at Aurora who seemed just as confused.
'What are—'
[Sometimes I wonder if you're even a resident of this world.]
