#20

Emily waited to hear a response from her mate. The darkness enveloped the entire mansion, so she could hardly see the emotions painted in Lucian’s eyes. How she wished she could read his thoughts, as she wanted to know what was whirling around his head; what was his impression of her after the first shift, as his outward expression was not making her any better.

She may be stupid to feel lost at the moment. When she first met him, it was crystal clear that she hated—no, loathed—his kind. However, when the mate bond kicked through her system, she forgot her first impression of him. All gone.

The only thing that ran through her veins was desire—the mate bond pull that kept her breathless whenever she looked his way, making her heartbeat so loud and fast with his touches, making her body hot whenever he spoke, making her soul burn whenever he stared at her. Sure, the mate bond was indeed making her so crazy about him.

And for him to say that he did not feel the same thing for her was lik