Hannah’s POV
When the music slowed to an end, Lucien didn’t release me immediately.
For a second, we simply stood there, close enough that I could still feel the steady rhythm of his breathing. His eyes remained locked on mine, dark and unreadable, like he was searching for something beneath my expression.
Then, without a word, he stepped back.
The distance between us returned.
And strangely, I felt the loss of it.
“You did well,” he said quietly.
I blinked.
That was the longest sentence I had heard from him all night.
“Thank you,” I replied softly.
He nodded once before guiding me back toward Kael and Riven, who were waiting near the edge of the dance floor.
Riven looked impatient.
Not angry.
Not tense.
Just restless.
Like he had been waiting too long for something.
“Well?
