Sawyer POV
As we were eating dinner, I could tell that Lucy was extremely nervous and tense. She had had a whirlwind of a day: first, she found her mate, tried to run away from him, accepted him, faced down a bigoted Council member, thought her father betrayed her and was now anxiously waiting for him to announce his plan to keep Lucy in her position.
I had only known her a fraction of a day, but I felt like I already knew her well enough to know all her tells. On the surface, Lucy appeared her normal calm self. But under the table, I could see her leg bouncing up and down repeatedly. She was also picking at the cuticles on her calloused hands. She was deep in conversation with Lexa; she hadn’t said much to me or her father at all.
“Do you think Lucy would get offended if I asked her t
