Lucien pov

Something was wrong. Terribly, horribly wrong.

I stumbled into the room, shrugging off my suit jacket, letting it fall to the floor. My hand shot for my tie, but everything around me blurred, time itself seeming to slow. The air pressed down, suffocating. I couldn’t breathe.

A low grunt escaped me as my legs betrayed me, too weak to hold my weight. I pressed my back against the wall, hands clutching my head as pain ripped through me. My eyes flickered, red to white and back again, ears ringing with a deafening roar. I fought to hold myself together, to keep control of him—Daelan, my wolf.

“What the...