CHAPTER 45
Storm’s POV:
"That was intense." The words came from Ravena, making me tear my gaze from the already closed door. Lucien's dominating scent was still a reminder that not too long ago he was still in this room, standing right in front of me.
“It's strange,” I began, glancing at the domed ceiling of the room.
“What's strange?” Ravena enquired with curiosity in her soft voice.
“Nothing,” I shook my head. It wasn't any of her business for now.
Ravena took hold of my hand to grab my attention. “Come on, Storm, we are past the stage of keeping things from each other. Tell me.”
“Please?” She pleaded with warmth in her doe-like eyes.
Damn it, I couldn't resist her.
“It's just Lucien, I mean the Alpha,” I reiterated, knowing I needed to stop addressing him so formally.
