LUCIUS
“What the f**k did you just do?” I snatched my phone from Miguel. He was a good man and soldier, but a little uptight and protective of me. I checked the screen. He was dialing Amelia, and she just picked up.
With my heart racing to hear her sweet voice, I hung up the call and glared at Miguel. “What the f**k was that for?”
“Boss.” Eann raised his hand. “It was my fault.”
“How is it your fault?” I grunted, waiting for him to explain.
“Alpha.” Drak came, carrying the duffel bag. “Maybe you should call Amelia. It’s been months since you talked to her. We’re just worried about you. You worked hard nonstop, and we’re still far from finishing the job.”
“Your point?”
When he saw my jaw tick, he shrugged. “You barely slept at night. When you ran, you never stopped until you were exh
