Lucian's POV
I sat there trying to breathe through the rage and hurt and betrayal coursing through me.
Part of me wanted to storm over to Moonvale and demand an explanation. The other part wanted to walk away completely and save myself the heartbreak I could see coming.
But I'd told her we'd talk after the Summit. And I was a man of my word even when it killed me.
My Beta Marcus knocked and came in, taking in the destroyed phone and my expression.
"Bad news?" he asked carefully.
"You could say that."
"Want to talk about it?"
"No." I stood up. "I need to get out of here. Clear my head."
I left my office and walked through Bloodmoon territory, trying to think about anything other than that photo.
But it burned into my brain. The way Aria's hands fisted in Damon's shirt. The way she was pressed against him. The way it looked like she was kissing him back.
