LUCIEN’S POV

My fingers tightened on her chin, hard enough that I felt the delicate bone beneath her skin. Her eyes blazed up at me, bright and unafraid, daring me to lose control.

“What the fuck did you just say?” The words tore out of me, low and guttural, my wolf so close to the surface I could taste the growl on my tongue.

She didn’t flinch. Not even a little. Instead, she leaned in until her lips almost brushed mine, her breath hot against my mouth.

“You heard me,” she whispered, voice velvet and venom. “I might just let another man fuck me.”

Something inside me snapped.

The bond...