Naomi’s Pov

The first time I entered Lucian’s mansion, I felt a conflicting mix of exhaustion and relief. I could sense a whiff of familiarity in its scent, a mix of cedar and leather, surrounding me with a long-familiar aroma. Warmth in its midst, a contrast to all I'd experienced, surrounded me.

As I stood in the passage way, my legs almost gave way beneath me, but I forced myself to remain upright.

The Mansion's silence surrounded me, a stark contrast to the chaos I had just left ...