Lucian
Poor little thing didn’t even know she was mine already.
I could’ve told her. Could’ve whispered it right against her ear, let her feel every word. But I wanted her to figure it out herself.
Slowly… helpless.
That’s how you break a rogue.
Except… f**k!
That wasn’t it, was it? What the hell is wrong with you, Lucian? I didn’t want to break her. I wanted her soft in my bed… trembling, begging, breathless.
But I needed her strong everywhere else. Damn strong enough to stand next to me when the pack watched. Strong enough to hold her ground when they questioned her.
I wanted that awkward laugh, those clumsy steps… and those wide, innocent eyes looking at me like I was both dangerous and holy.
That’s what made me hard. That’s what made me crazy.
I should leave. I should
