LUCAS’ POV.

I had not been on the road for long when Tray, my beta called me. I snapped out of my thoughts of the mysterious woman, and cleared my throat.

“Lucas. Where are you right now?” He asked, immediately I picked the call.

“What? You’re not going to let Lucas rest, even a few hours after he flew into Los Angeles?” I asked, and he gave a little chuckle.

“You know, things like this always happen whenever you’re around. When you were in Paris, this didn’t happen. It’s happening only a few hours after you made your way back home. I’m sorry about that, but it’s important.” He said,...