CASSIEN
I watched Lucien help Lyra out through the window while we exchanged a glance, promising to meet after this. We needed to talk. About our mate. About her.
Lyra turned to me and I forced a neutral expression before climbing out through the window.
“Cassien, are you alright?” Her eyes carried panic.
“I am,” I nodded shortly.
The moon hung overhead casting a shadow of light in the field as dry leaves rustled under our feet. My gaze washed over her when I caught sight of it.
“Luna,” I called with an urgency in my voice. She stopped dead in her tracks before turning to look at me, confusion etched between her eyebrows. I could also feel Lucien's wary gaze on me.
“What's wrong?” Lucien raised an eyebrow at me.
“What's that on your arms?” my gaze fell to her arms and then f
