Lucian stood by the French windows, eyes shut, fists clenched tightly.

Suddenly, a wave of pain shot through his hand. He furrowed his brows, opened his eyes, and looked at his left hand.

The wound had stopped bleeding, and the shards of glass had been washed away by the sea. A delayed sting from the saltwater finally reached

his brain.

He felt a chill run down his spine.

In his rush to save Allison, he had completely forgotten about the injury on his hand.

He found the first–aid kit, took out some disinfectant, and quickly bandaged himself up.

Then he slumped into a lounge chair, overcome with fatigue, and shut his eyes.

He didn’t know how much time had passed when he suddenly jerked awake,

He dreamed of Allison being swept away by the sea.

forehead was drenched in sweat. Why would

Where was Allison?

looked around the empty room. Where

the woman get drunk and pass out in

Shoot!

found the

She had changed

finally breathed a sigh of

looked at her peaceful, sleeping

steam. Her cheeks were

face was incredibly serene, like a

looked at her profile, bent down, and picked her up. Startled awake

the anger bubbling up

you just call me?”

barely lifted her eyelids before closing them again. “Jason, what are you

anger in Lucian’s

teeth, holding

“Ouch, that hurts!”

shoulder was hurting.

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