Elsa
Lucas sat across from Adam, while I was placed at the side, distanced from both of them, as if I were some object being negotiated over. My heart raced, not from fear, but from the deep tension brewing between the two men.
I could feel Adam holding himself back, barely managing to keep his anger in check. We had agreed beforehand that making a move on Lucas right now would be unwise. As much as Adam could physically overpower him, Lucas had gathered support—wolves loyal to him that could strike back at us. We weren’t strong enough to fight them off, not yet. We needed to play this smart, but it was taking everything in both of us to remain civil.
Lucas, however, looked too comfortable in his chair. He leaned back, a smug smile spreading across his face as he looked at Adam. He was
