Lulu
I didn’t know when my breathing started getting this heavy every time I’m near Alpha Caspian.
Maybe it was after he held me like a man terrified of losing his entire world. Or when the way he looked at me changed—darker, deeper, more… painful. Or maybe it was when I realised that whatever was happening between us wasn’t just about him and me.
There was Morpheus between us—and something binding the three of us together in ways I simply couldn’t understand.
And today, that frustration reached its breaking point.
“I said stop following me,” I hissed as we made our way up the stairs toward my room.
Caspian walked half a step behind me—silent, expression unreadable. As usual. Like an Alpha who hides his thoughts behind a thick wall of fog.
“I’m not following you,” he murmured
