Lucianna’s POV

I cut off the portal I shared with Jacob, feeling the severed connection like a heavy weight lifting from my chest—and yet, a gnawing pit settled in my stomach. It was better this way. He didn’t need to know where I was going, especially for what I was about to do. The decision had been far from easy, but once I made up my mind, there was no turning back. I wouldn’t allow myself to back down.

“Calm down, gamma,” Roscoe’s chuckle was low, rough, and filled the ...