LUCIEN

"Celeste, can we talk for a minute?" My sister paused on her way out. She looked concerned when she turned to me.

I didn't need her to say it because I already knew that I looked like hell. I hadn't shaved in close to a week. I needed to trim my hair and maybe sleep a little but it seemed impossible to sleep when my mate was in someone else's arms.

"You look like hell," she blurted out, shutting the door. "What happened to you?"

"Where have you been? It's been a long time since I saw you." I diverted the question from myself as we walked towards the...