Chapter 56: Morning After
(Elara's POV)
"Even, little omega?"
Lucian's words hung in the air between us, his predatory tone making it clear nothing between us was settled. I stood before him, clutching my phone, acutely aware of how the events of last night had irrevocably shifted something between us.
Guilt washed over me as I realized how dismissive my suggestion had sounded. Calling our night together "even" diminished what had passed between us, reducing it to a transaction rather than the passionate connection it had been.
"I..." I faltered, feeling the weight of his steel-gray eyes on me. "What I meant was—"
"What did you mean?" he asked, his voice deceptively soft as he rose from the bed, his bare chest catching the morning light.
I swallowed hard, finding it difficult
