Lucian POV

I never knew what panic, anxiety, fear, and pressure truly meant until I had to sit in that charter flight for six long hours. Six hours of absolute hell, my mind torturing me with every possible horrific scenario of what was happening at home.

I felt like a dying man clutching at a fragile straw. My mind, my thoughts, my legendary control—everything failed me. I couldn't process the fact that something was currently happening to my mate, to my pack, and I was miles away in the sky.

I was deceived into going there.

If I had known it was a trap, I would have taken her along....