Lucian's POV
I followed Kael out only to see something shocking.
He stood by the car, one hand braced against it for support, the other clutching his chest as though something inside was tearing him apart. His breaths came in ragged gasps, like a man who had been suffocating for too long and had only now begun to fight for air.
His expression was pained. The veins around his temple and neck looked like they would burst open any moment. Sweat drenched his skin in a thin sheen. His eyes squeezed shut, yet tears forced their way through, sliding down his face, unrestrained.
Kael? I rushed to him, alarm shooting through me, just in time to see his body give out. He collapsed to his knees, trembling, the weight of his suffering finally dragging him down.
I dropped beside him, worry gripping my mind. "Kael, are you alright? What's happening to you?"
He couldn't even answer, too consumed by pain to form words. All I could see was the tremendous pain consuming him.
