Chapter Forty

[Lucien’s POV]

It was evening, and the sun had begun to set, slowly making the once blue sky turn red. The people were still at the Palace of their Alpha. As for me, I was walking through the empty streets of the Crescent Pack when something caught my attention.

I walked towards it, and gave a small smirk. Tyler Jefferson had implemented his words already. It was a notice instructing members of the Pack to report either Celeste or I or even both of us if they came across us. According to the notice, we were great enemies of the Pack and the reward for reporting us was 500 pieces of silver, and the punishment for being associated with either of us was death.

I was surprised that he had remembered my face and Celeste’s face very well for him to be able to give a detailed description of us to his painters as sketches of both of us had been placed next to the notice.

“Are you Lucien O’Hara by any chance?” a husky voice asked.

I looked beside me, and that was when I saw the guard, Ryle, wh