Eva couldn’t help but pour her frustration into the pillows.
“What was that stare about?” she muttered, burying her face into one of them. “He touched my face. And just a few days ago, he was warning me not to fall in love with him.”
She lifted her head slowly.
Wait…
Could he be falling for me?
The thought made her heart skip.
Immediately, she pinched herself.
“Ouch!”
She frowned, annoyed at herself. “Stop daydreaming, Eva.”
Lucas was strange. One minute, he acted almost kind, and the next, he became the cold, ruthless Alpha everyone feared.
She stared toward the window.
Staying here meant accepting her fate. Accepting that she would remain Lucas’s wife, live by his rules, and wait for whatever future he had planned for her.
But what if she ran?
What if she went somewhere far
