~ Lucian’s POV

I paced back and forth in dimly lit torture chamber, the sound of my boots echoing off the stone walls. The air was thick with tension, a weight I couldn’t shake. My mind was consumed with thoughts of Isabella, Bella. The woman who had once been the center of my world. The woman I had lost, and the one I couldn’t get back, no matter how hard I tried.

Kate had been less than helpful. I’d hoped she’d know where Bella was, that she’d have some shred of information. But the moment I’d pressed her, when I’d threatened her, she insisted she had no idea. Her words...