Lucian's POV

I stared at the wizards standing before me. They were clad in those deep, shadowy cloaks as always. Their faces were hidden beneath the hoods of their cloaks, and sometimes I wonder if they even had a face behind the illusion.

The one in the middle spoke—he was always the one with the most bite behind his words.

“Lucian Drake,” he said indifferently. “Why have you summoned us? We didn’t think you’d call us this soon.”

Another chimed in with a snort “You got into trouble already?”

I didn't answer immediately. My eyes narrowed as I ran my fingers slowly along the stubble on my chin. The room...