Lucian pov :
I was sitting precisely in the library behind the massive mahogany desk, adjusting my spectacles as I meticulously reviewed the thermodynamic structural reports of the Estate's new defensive wards.
Nero, my wolf, was resting quietly in the back of my mind. His piercing silver eyes were completely calm, his Alpha energy perfectly subdued by the overwhelming volume of data I was currently processing. I had successfully isolated myself from the chaotic, emotionally volatile environment of the lockdown.
Then, the heavy oak library doors softly clicked open.
The absolute, flawless logic of the room is completely vaporized in less than a microsecond.
Aria walked in. She was wearing a beautiful, delicate, incredibly sheer white silk robe that hung loosely to her mid-thi
