The next morning, Ronan returned home and found Lucien waiting for him.
"Why didn't you come back last night?" Lucien asked, his voice laced with exhaustion. The dark circles beneath his eyes betrayed the fact that he hadn't slept at all, waiting in vain for Ronan's return.
Ronan exhaled and stepped closer. "Eshira broke down last night… and she confessed everything to me. I couldn't come home as I needed to verify the information she gave."
From his coat pocket, Ronan pulled out his phone and unlocked the screen. He scrolled quickly before turning the device toward Lucien. "They're all based in North Calimore," he revealed. "And bringing them down won't be simple. They've splintered into several factions, each operating under a different banner."
Lucien's jaw tightened. "And what did you find?"
Ronan's expression hardened. "Do you remember the wolf attack on that woman back in Leia's hometown? The one that nearly exposed us?"
Lucien nodded grimly.
