Selene's POV
Lucian's hand went around my throat. It was not enough to hurt but enough to send a sharp wave of fear through my body. His eyes were wild and dark with an unrestrained fury that I hadn't seen in him before. "Do you have a death wish, Selene?" he growled, his voice low and dangerous. "What were you thinking coming back this late?"
I opened my mouth to explain, but the words stuck in my throat. His hand was still on me, his grip possessive, and the heat of his body was overwhelming. I could feel his anger radiating from him in waves. His chest heaved. For a moment, I thought I might pass out from the intensity of it all.
"I… I was just–" I stammered, trying to collect my thoughts.
But Lucian didn't let me finish. His face twisted, and he leaned in closer, his breath hot ag
