Ghost of the Past
Freya's POV
A faint warmth on my hand was the first thing I felt as I drifted back into consciousness. It was like a gentle hum, a calm that I hadn’t known in forever. Slowly, I opened my eyes, feeling a strange weightlessness in the air. And there, beside me, was Lucian. His hand rested over mine, warm, solid, his breathing slow and steady.
My mind immediately tightened in on itself, all instincts screaming at me to pull away. Yet, the warmth of his hand felt grounding in a way that made me hesitant to break the stillness. He looked so different when he was asleep, his face softened, shadows eased from his brows. In this light, he wasn’t the powerful Alpha; he was simply Lucian, just… a guy next to me, unguarded and at peace.
I didn’t want to admit that having him th
