Chapter 67: An Impasse
(Elara's POV)
I sat stiffly in Lucian's SUV, the luxurious leather seats doing nothing to ease my discomfort. The tension between us was palpable, my omega senses heightened by his overpowering Alpha presence.
"Silver burns," Lucian said quietly, his steel-gray eyes fixed on me with unnerving intensity. "When they scab over, they itch unbearably. But you can't scratch them."
I shifted nervously. "If you do, they'll bleed and take longer to heal."
"Exactly." His voice dropped lower. "What do you do when you know you shouldn't touch something, but you can't resist the urge?"
The metaphor wasn't subtle. My wolf stirred uneasily beneath my skin, recognizing the dangerous territory we were entering.
"You resist," I said firmly, meeting his gaze. "Some things
