Prince Lucas POV
"Even if wolves change then I would certainly not be the one." I muttered to myself as I slid into the car that was already waiting for me.
But then my phone buzzed again. At a glance it was Adrian Carter again. My brow knitted together.
"What happened again?" I muttered under my breath while I swiped my finger across the screen and lifted the phone to my ear.
"James Nortons' is back." Adrian's voice cut through without greeting.
My fist unconsciously tightened around my phone.
"When?" I asked, my tone flattening instantly.
Of course. Of all nights, he chooses tonight.
"Alright. I will be careful," I said with a faint smirk, though there was nothing amusing about this.
The call ended with a soft beep.
"To the summit," I instructed the driver as he glanced at me through the rearview mirror for confirmation.
"Yes, sir."
The car rolled forward smoothly, merging into traffic.
