Chapter 67
acas steps out of the SUV and onto the curb, glancing up at the large estate house before him. He exhaled slowly, adjusting the collar of his dress shirt as he stepped up to the main door. It opened before he could even knock, a servant stepping aside.
Inside was just as he remembered it. Dark oaks and heavy curtains. The place screamed of old wealth.
He bypassed the grand staircase in the foyer, immediately taking a right down the hall to Luther’s study. It took him a moment to gather himself before he opened the double doors leading into the expansive space.
Bookshelves lined either wall, and a massive floor-to-ceiling window sat behind the desk. Luther was not sitting, but instead standing at that window, looking outside.
Lucas adjusted his collar again. Smoothed out his shirt. Then stepped forward. “Father–”
“Sit.”
Lucas quickly did so in the chair before the desk.
“Word travels fast, son. And I’ve been keeping an eye on things ever since you won the election.” Luther finally turned to face him. “It’s not even been two weeks and things are already falling apart.”
Lucas sighed. “I know. Ayla tried to take over for what Elaine used to–”
“Ayla is not capable of such things.”
He stiffened. Lucas shared little love toward Ayla but this sort of rejection was old and deep. Luther had never approved of Ayla, not from the start. Lucas tried to shove the feeling down, this rebellion he’d always felt when his father disapproved, but it built in him bitterly.
“She cannot handle herself in political situations. She is unviable as a Luna and unfit for any position of power, Luther stated. “Yet…she is the only option. For now.”
“You resent her. You always have, because she was sick. Is sick,” Lucas corrected himself. Ayla was terminally ill now. A fact he wished he could simply forget. “She’s weak and you hate her for it.”
“She’s incompentent.”
“Watch it.”
Luther chuckled. “Come now, even you know it. Especially after all the chaos she’s sewn.”
Lucas shook his head. “If she is so unviable, why did you support Elaine with the divorce? You were the one who stepped in with the council. You spoke on my behalf!”
The anger bled through his tone.
Luther clasped his hands behind his back, walking to the desk. “You would not heed reason at the time, it was necessary to speak for you.”
“And what is your reason?”
“Elaine is no longer useful to you. She stopped being useful the moment she began to resist.” Luther placed his palms against the edge of the wood, leaning forward. “It is best to let those disobedient as her go. They wi drag you down.”
Lucas’ jaw clenched and he looked away. His father was right about one thing, he wouldn’t have liste
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reasoning. He wasn’t even sure he’d heed it now.
But then the words really registered with him. If Elaine was Luther’s pawn, a spy, then he wouldn’t have let her go so easily. Yet he had. Perhaps he’d been wrong in thinking Elaine ever truly worked for his father.
More than ever he wanted to know what that deal was between them.
For now, Lucas simply stood.
“If you’re only here to insult the women in my life, I think I’ll take my leave.”
“I’m only trying to warn you. You need to run both this pack and handle your duties as the new President You cannot allow Ayla to create more chaos.”
Lucas sighed. For once, he actually agreed with his father. He turned and walked toward the door. “Don’t worry.” won’t.”
Back at home, Lucas tossed his keys onto the counter. He crossed through the kitchen to the pantry, pulling it open. A quick energy bar, then he’d get to work. Kyle was already in the study, scrambling to figure out what kind of hell Ayla had created.
As if on cue, she rounded the corner and offered him a bright smile. “There you are! I said I’d get the servants to make dinner. You want to take it early?”
“Not tonight, I have work.”


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