“Are you okay?” Lucious pulled back, his worried eyes filled with worry.He peered into Haven’s face, his eyes skimming over her body and they darkened when they landed on the wound on her arm.

“You’re hurt.”

“I’m fine—”

“No, you're not.” His jaw tightened. “You’re bleeding, I knew this was a bad idea.”

“But it worked, didn't it?” Haven stared up at the taller man and he sighed.

“Yes, it worked. You did it.” He whispered.

“No, Lucious, We did it.” Those ...