Lucian's POV.
I barely make it down the front steps of the pack house when Hope comes bounding up toward me - a suspiciously smug smile on her face, and Malakar on her heels.
"Good morning, Lucian." She drags every word out slowly, her voice filled with laughter.
"Good morning, Hope." I mimic her tone as I regard her with an arched brow.
When I look over her shoulder at Malakar, my brother is wearing the most stupid grin I have ever seen in the history of stupid grins... ever.
Something is definitely going on with the two of them. I suddenly feel like I'm the punch-line to some inside joke the two of them came up with. I turn my attention to Hope, who is staring at me with that same smug smile on her face - her eyes actually glowing with something that I can't quite place.
"What's
