Chapter 41: Debts of the Heart
(Lucian's POV)
I couldn't help but be amused as I watched Vivian's internal struggle play across her face. Her emerald eyes darted nervously, and her scent betrayed her anxiety despite her attempts to appear composed.
"You know," I said casually, leaning against my desk, "you could have just asked for my help with Old Man Crimson."
Vivian's head snapped up, eyes widening. "What? You mean you actually have a solution?"
I let my lips curve into a slight smile, watching her reaction closely. My wolf rumbled with satisfaction at her obvious interest.
"I did," I replied, emphasizing the past tense. "But now I'm not so inclined to share it."
Her emerald eyes narrowed slightly, catching my implication immediately. I had to admire her quick wit.
"Oh,
