Chapter 37
Lucian had not seen Lyra for days.
And the truth was…
He had been avoiding her.
Not because he didn’t want to see her.
It was the complete opposite.
Every time Lucian was near Lyra, something inside him became difficult to control.
His beast wanted her.
His heart wanted her.
Even his mind, which had always been so disciplined, seemed to lose its usual clarity whenever she was around.
There was something about her scent that affected him in a way he had never experienced before.
Something about the way she looked at him.
The way she spoke.
The way she smiled without realizing the effect it had on him.
And Lucian didn’t trust himself to rush into something he didn’t fully understand.
He had lived for centuries.
He had learned patience.
Control.
Discipline.
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