Allison's POV
My heart was slamming against my ribs like it was trying to stage a jailbreak.
I pushed through the crowd, elbowing past a pack of drunk shifters and half-empty cocktail glasses, determined to put as much distance as possible between me and Lucian.
Was it fury making my pulse go haywire? Or sheer, overwhelming panic?
Honestly, I couldn't tell. Probably both. With a side of “what the actual hell.”
Outside, the air was blessedly cool against my flushed cheeks.
I stood on the sidewalk, hands on my knees like I'd just finished a marathon I hadn't trained for. My wolf Jasmine was agitated, pacing restlessly within me.*He found us. After all this time.*
"He doesn't know about Lily," I whispered to myself, closing my eyes. "And he won't."
I took another de
