Smell good?
Oh good heavens, what is happening?
Lylah's heart beat fast, nonstop, as she remained frozen and trapped in Lucas' hold. Another growl rumbled through his chest-softer now, but still terrifying-making her palms turn sweaty.
He's going to kill me! He is going to f*****g kill me!
Her eyes snapped shut, her frame cowered beneath the Grand Lord's own.
Then a pause-nothing happened.
"Lylah?" His deep voice made her eyes snapped open, meeting his pair of crimson eyes.
He shifted back quickly, confusion dancing in his gaze.
"Did I hurt you?" he asked.
Lylah swallowed, shaking her head in response.
For a moment, relief flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a trace of anger.
"You should have left, Lylah. You come in here whenever you want-especially during the
