LUCIAN'S POV
"Maya, darling," I said, my voice smooth but laced with concern, hoping she'd at least look at me, acknowledge me, but she didn't.
Without a word, she walked right past me and headed toward Dane, my brother. There was a subtle sway in her lips, not one of seduction, but of command. Power pulses beneath her steps like a song only wolves could hear. She held herself with the elegance of a queen and the quiet danger of a predator on the edge of pouncing.
Her aura struck me first, cool and enthralling, drawing every gaze in the room like moths to a flame. Moonlight seemed to cling to her skin as if it knew who she was, what she was.
Then my eyes caught hers, ice blue, crystalline, impossibly deep. A beauty sculpted by something ancient. But it wasn't just their color that gav
