Chapter 85: A Night of Mixed Emotions
(Elara's POV)
"Have a drink with me?" Lucian asked, his voice low but carrying the unmistakable weight of an Alpha command.
I hesitated, my eyes fixed on the glass of moon-blessed wine he was extending toward me. The rich ruby liquid caught the light, looking deceptively innocent. My mind flashed back to our previous encounter when wolfsbane had affected my judgment, leaving me with fragments of memories that still made my cheeks burn.
"I recently had some throat discomfort and just took some healing herbs before you arrived," I explained, keeping my omega presence carefully controlled to mask my apprehension. "The combination with alcohol wouldn't be advisable."
It wasn't entirely untrue—moon-blessed herbs and wine could create unpredictable
