Lucien POV

The silence around the estate wasn’t peaceful. It was the kind that settled after destruction. I walked through the damaged grounds slowly, taking in everything that had been lost.

Burned walls. Cracked stone. Blood on the steps that hadn’t been washed off yet.

Everywhere I turned, there were reminders of the fight we had survived. Wolves moved around me with tired faces. Some bowed. Some barely looked up at all.

Matteo caught up to me near the training yard. His arm was wrapped ...