Lucian

My heart was still pounding from Maelis’s words in the woods, but the moment my eyes went to the hotel entrance my eyes darkened immediately.

Standing near the concierge, dressed in an expensive suit, talking animatedly on her phone and looking exactly like she belonged here, was Mira.

What in God’s name is she doing here?

Before Maelis could even think about getting out of the car, I opened my door and quickly went around the front. I grabbed her hand and pulled her with me toward a corner near the luggage ramp, a spot with less foot traffic.

“What are you doing here?” I demanded, keeping my voice...