Lucian's Pov

I spun around, my eyes locking onto the speaker. Gaze, trying to read his expression, but the mask they wore obscured their features. I took a step closer, my voice low and even

"Who are you? What do you know about Naomi?" I asked with desperation in my voice.

My fangs ached to descend, my instincts on high alert, but I forced myself to remain calm, not wanting to escalate the situation. I needed to know what this stranger knew, and I needed to know now.

"Tell me," I ...