Chapter 30: Bound in Flame and Flesh
The fire from the hearth flickered low, casting golden shadows across the silk-draped walls of Lucien’s chamber. Rain tapped against the windows like a whisper, the only sound besides our breathing. After the storm of the summit, after the blade meant for my heart, the silence between us wasn’t empty it was electric.
Lucien sat on the edge of the bed, his bare back to me, scarred and strong. The tension in his shoulders was palpable, like he was holding back the world—or himself.
“Aria,” he said, voice rough, “I don’t know what I’ll turn into if anything happens to you.”
I crossed the room slowly, heart beating faster. “Lucien…”
He turned then, eyes glowing with that smoldering red that never failed to make my knees weak. “You are my world. Don’t y
