Marcus's point of view

Even though the morning sun shone through my office's wide glass windows, the icy strain in my chest persisted despite its warmth. My mind was jumbled, repeatedly returning to the same issue.

Lily.

Or, more precisely, Lucas and Lily.

I tapped my pen against the diary on my desk while leaning back in my chair. Although I had some faith in Lily, Lucas was a whole other story. My spies had been meticulous in their reporting on Lucas and Lily's recent closeness.

My wolf became agitated at the thought that Lucas might be slowly making his way into both her and Aiden's lives.

"Pay attention," I...