The image of Wind’s pack kept flashing in my mind, a grim reminder of what could happen if Lucas rose to power unchecked. I had seen the devastation the Baron could unleash, and I feared for the future if Lucas truly was the one behind it all. I prayed for Adam to succeed, for him to come for me soon, because if we didn’t stop Lucas in time, the consequences would be unimaginable.
I knew Adam wouldn’t hesitate once he had all the pieces in place. When he was sure Lucas was the Baron, he would strike. But until then, I had to hold on. For my sake, for our child’s sake, I had to believe that Adam would come for us soon.
Lucas came back on the morning of the fourth day, carrying flowers and candies instead of the chocolates he had been sending before. I didn’t want to cause any trouble, so
