Chapter 39. Blood in The Courtyard

Lucien ran.

The snow blew past his cloak and bit into his skin.

He didn’t feel it. In fact, he couldn’t even feel anything else at the moment other than fear.

He had lost a mate once, and he had been permanently scarred after that. Lucien was not going to allow history to repeat itself.

He was going to save Aria even if it cost him his life. So he disregarded everything, the pain that wrecked his body, the shivers that ran down his spine every time he placed his weight on his shattered legs, everything was pushed down.

Only the thought of Aria remained.

Snow crunched loudly beneath his booth as he rushed out of the castle, his legs screamed with every step ---- both legs. The stride he took was a stark reminder to his body of the damage he had taken that night, the damage he had never healed from.

But once again, he pushed it all down. Pain meant nothing to him now. Only love.

His breath came out in rough short bursts as he rushed thro