I hesitated, my heart racing as I slipped my hand into my pocket, fingers wrapping around the scalpel. My pulse quickened, and I tried to steady my breath, masking the wave of panic rising within me. The blade felt cold and dangerous against my skin, and I struggled to grip it firmly without cutting myself. I could feel the tension in the air, a thick dread hovering around me, and my wolf was restless inside, sensing the impending threat. She was ready to erupt, to protect me from whatever was lurking in the shadows, but I couldn't shake the fear that gripped my heart.
I was bracing myself for the worst. Doubts crept into my mind, making me regret accepting the invitation. I couldn't shake the feeling that this was Lucian's chance to take revenge for the humiliation I had caused him durin
