Selene didn’t sleep.
She stretched out on the strange bed Lucian gave her, just staring at the ceiling while headlights scribbled shadows overhead. The bed felt uncomfortable, but the real culprit was her mind it just wouldn’t shut up. She kept replaying everything from the night: gunshots echoing, the tension in the air, Lucian’s voice whispering against her ear, the way his presence clung even after he walked away.
This was risky. All of it. And honestly, it wasn’t just the world she’d wandered into Lucian himself was dangerous.
She rolled to her side, exhaling hard. Ignoring the way her pulse jumped around him, the way her body betrayed her every time he got near this was supposed to be simple. He wasn’t supposed to be in the plan.
But the truth? That was. And tomorrow night, she’d
