Chapter 30. Their New Toy

Lucien POV

Control.

What did it truly mean?

Was it having everything and everyone in the palm of your hand? Holding the kind of power men spent lifetimes chasing, the kind women willingly surrendered themselves to? To stand above all at the very top?

Or was it the ability to bend others to your will?

To use them to your advantage, to make them submit whether through force or by offering something they craved, something they could not resist.

Something that granted you power over them, simply because you possessed it.

So, in the end, control was power.

Wasn’t it?

The strongest always claimed control.

I tilted my head slightly, fingers tapping idly against the seat as the car glided smoothly down the road.

The atmosphere was quiet—just the way I preferred it. Abraham, our gamma in the driver’s seat knew better than to speak unless spoken to, at least with me.

Claude and Silas never minded idle chatter but I