Travis’ Pov

I hesitated outside Lucian’s door, my hand hovering just above the wooden frame.

Dead silence.

It wasn’t the kind of silence that suggested rest or peace. It was thick, weighted, like something had been left unsaid in that room.

I knocked.

Once.

Twice.

Still, no sound.

A flicker of worry sparked inside me.

With everything that had happened, I wouldn’t put it past Lucian to let his emotions get the better of him. Naomi had been at the center of all the ...