LYRA
“Time to bath people,” Cassien jumped down from the bed, heading into the bathroom.
“I'm f*****g tired,” I scrunched my nose.
“You smell of s*x,” He rebutted.
“What if Rowan visited your room and didn't find you there?” Lucien suddenly asked.
“He wouldn't,” I replied confidently, twisting my lips.
“And why are you so confident?” Cassien asked, sitting beside me.
“It hadn't been long that he left,” I replied almost immediately without thinking before I slammed my hands over my lips.
“He f****d you?” Lucien's voice was low, escaping as a growl.
“That's not what I meant,” I explained immediately.
“So what do you mean?” He asked.
“I… I…” I stumbled over my words.
“Don't put her on a spot Lucien, it's not like she asked for this. He's her…”
“Her husband. I know Cas
