-Cecilia-
I sat in front of Lara the next morning, Lucian beside me. She shifted her gaze between us, back and forth, as we sat in her office in silence. We had been summoned here quite early, and there was a strange tension in the room that I didn’t like.
We hadn’t disclosed to anyone that we had marked each other, but I was certain people had sensed it, given our interconnectedness through the pack bond.
“Okay, just tell me exactly how you came to the conclusion that rearranging Nolan’s face was a good idea, Lucian,” Lara said.
Lucian smiled a little, and I nudged his foot with mine, signaling him not to appear so smug. He glanced at me, and seeing my disapproval, he tried to compose himself.
“Because he deserved it,” he replied.
“How?!” Lara pressed.
Lucian glanced at me, knowing
