Lucian's POV
She Is Here
I take a step closer, our gazes locked, an unspoken tension thrumming in the narrow space between us. The crisp night air around me seems to melt away, replaced by the warmth of her presence, the electric pull that has haunted me, unyielding, since the day she left. I can feel it, that spark, sharp and undeniable.
Freya raises one eyebrow, her smile twisting into a sharper line, her confidence as infuriatingly alluring as ever. She tilts her chin slightly, eyes flashing with the kind of challenge she knows I can't resist. “Did you think I’d make it easy for you, Lucian?” Her words hang in the air, laced with just enough mockery to ignite something inside me.
“Never,” I say, feeling my own grin growing in response, fueled by the heat of our unspoken battle. “Bu
