*Lucian*
Traveling in my coach, I can't help but be irritated by the amount of time I spend preparing myself for my nightly visits to the full moon club. I have never been on a schedule before. Now I'm on one every night… not only for when I go to the full moon club but for when I leave.
Evangeline insists. Three at the latest. After all, she needs her beauty rest. Not that I attribute her beauty to the amount of sleep she indulges in. I have a feeling she could go a week without sleep and still be ravishing. It's more than the alabaster of her skin or the honey of her hair. It's the confidence she exudes… as though she somehow demands that when a man looks at her, he sees naught but her perfection.
I have known a good many beautiful she-wolves, but I have never given much thought to e
