Chapter 14: The Pack's Gathering
(Lucian's POV)
From the study window, I watched her with a sharp focus I tried to mask as casual. Grace looked breathtaking, her deliberate care in preparing herbs displaying her healer’s instinct. But my attention wasn’t on the vials or the herbs.
She wore a silver-gray dress, softly fitted and perfectly matched to the streaks in her hair. Elegance radiated from her naturally, effortless and calm. The pendant around her neck, symbolic more than decorative, glimmered faintly before she tucked it beneath her dress.
“You’re leaving early?” I asked, my tone measured.
She looked at me briefly and nodded. "Yes. The restaurant is across town. I want to be on time."
I didn’t like it. The thought of her wandering through the gathering alone sent a sharp
