*Lazlo*

Long before the chase, before I saw her shift with my own eyes, I already knew something was different about her. I couldn’t explain it at the time, just this pull toward her I couldn’t shake. I wasn’t even looking for a mate, but now I can’t think about anything but her.

I’m still wrapped in the lingering glow of our dance. The soft press of her hand, the way her eyes held mine as if we shared a secret. We moved slowly through the grounds, the moonlight casting shimmering silver patterns across her flowing gown.

In the space between us a force pulled at me with a strength...