Lucian's POV
Mondays were already bad, but this one decided to outdo itself.
Just as I closed my laptop at the end of a painfully long leadership meeting, my phone lit up with an unknown number.
I almost ignored it—until something in my gut told me not to.
I answered on the third ring.
“Alpha Lucian Storm?” a woman's voice asked briskly. “I'm calling on behalf of Allison Carter. I'm her divorce attorney.”
My entire body went still. For a second, I thought I hadn't heard right.
“…Excuse me?” I said, voice dropping an octave.
“We've filed the necessary documents. You should receive the petition shortly. If you have legal counsel, please have them contact us.”
Click.
The line went dead before I could even ask a question.
What a f*****g great start to the wee
