SERAPHINA’S POV
A mix of relief and nervous anticipation lifted my chest as Lucian stepped out of his car and moved towards me with that effortless stride of his, all measured precision and calm confidence.
“Sera,” he said, and the familiar warmth of his voice made me momentarily forget the tension that had been looming between me and Kieran.
I barely had time to respond before he closed the distance, and I could see the apology already there in his eyes.
“I’m sorry I didn’t reach you sooner,” Lucian said quickly, almost stumbling over the words. “I had to take an out-of-town trip for pack business the past couple of days, and just got back this morning. I—”
He stopped, clearing his throat. “I should have let you know. I didn’t mean to worry you.”
Relief flooded through me so fast it felt dizzying. “Lucian… It’s okay,” I said, my voice soft. “Really. I was just worried because I hadn’t heard from you, that’s all. I understand you’re busy.”
