Lilith set down the book she’d been pretending to read, her mind still spinning from what had happened in the library with Sebastian earlier....and stood.
"Where are we going?"
"My room." His smile was sharp. Predatory. "I want to show you something."
She followed him through the estate corridors, her heart hammering. She’d been in Nicholas’s office. Been claimed in the main hall and her own room. But she hadn’t seen where any of them actually lived....their private spaces, the places they went when they weren’t tormenting her.
Lucian led her to the north wing....the restricted Alpha quarters. Past Nicholas’s office, past what looked like Sebastian’s door, to the very end of the corridor.
He opened the door and gestured for her to enter.
"After you, little omega."
She stepped inside and stopped.
The room was chaos.
Not messy exactly, but alive in a way the rest of the pristine estate wasn’t. Weapons mounted on one wall....swords, knives, even what looked like ancient battle axes, all clearly maintained and ready for use. Maps spread across a massive desk, some modern, some that looked centuries old, marked with notes and symbols she didn’t understand. Artwork covered another wall....but not the refined pieces in the rest of the house. These were raw, violent, beautiful. Abstract paintings that looked like they’d been created in fits of passion. Sketches of wolves mid-hunt. A massive canvas that was just slashes of red and gold.
Books were stacked everywhere....on shelves, on the floor, on the windowsill. Not organized like the library. Just scattered wherever he’d finished reading them.
The bed dominated the center of the room. Massive. Dark sheets that looked soft and expensive. Unmade, the blankets twisted like he’d just gotten out of it.
"This is..." She didn’t know how to finish.
"A mess?" Lucian closed the door behind them. Locked it. "Controlled chaos? A reflection of my sparkling personality?"
"Different," she finished. "From the rest of the house."
"Nicholas likes order. Sebastian likes power. I like..." He gestured vaguely at the room. "Freedom to be as unhinged as I actually am."
He moved past her, heading for the desk. Picked up one of the maps and studied it for a moment before setting it back down.
"Do you know why I brought you here?" he asked, not looking at her.
"To use me," she said quietly. "Like you have been."
"Well, yes." He turned to face her, that feral smile back. "But that’s not the only reason."
He moved closer. Circled her slowly, like a predator assessing prey.
"Sebastian fucked you in the library today," he said casually.
Lilith’s breath caught. "How did you...."
"I can smell him all over you. Can smell your arousal mixed with his." Lucian stopped in front of her. "Made you read to him while he sucked your tits and pounded into you, didn’t he?"
Her face burned.
"I’m not judging," Lucian continued. "If anything, I’m impressed. Sebastian’s usually so controlled. But apparently you make him lose that control. Make him do filthy creative things in semi-public spaces where anyone could have walked in."
He reached out, his fingers tracing the collar of her sweater.
"Do you know what that does to me?" His voice dropped lower. "Knowing my brother couldn’t wait. Couldn’t make it to a bedroom. Had to have you right there surrounded by books and history and pretense of civilization."



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