My heartbeat fluttered at our first kiss

Lyra (Maya's Wolf) POV

Lucien didn’t move at first. He just stood there in the doorway, the morning light stretching around him like soft gold. His dark eyes met Maya’s, and for a second, the world went completely still.  

I could feel everything. Maya’s heartbeat fluttering fast, Lucien’s pulse steady but heavy like it wanted to hurry up and match hers.  

Neither of them said a word.  

Lucien stepped forward. His footsteps were quiet but sure, the floor creaking under his weight. Maya’s hand twitched at her side, like she wasn’t sure if she should reach out or stay still.  

“You said maybe it’s time we stop pretending,” he said finally, his voice low and rough.  

Maya swallowed hard. “I did.”  

His eyes softened as he looked at her. “And what happens if we stop?”  

Silence. 

The kind of silence that hums. The kind that makes every heartbeat too loud to hide.  

The air between them thickened, slow and warm. Lucien’s scent — pine, smoke, and something sharp like lightning filled the room. It wrapped around Maya, pulling her closer without either of them moving an inch.  

Her breath caught, and I felt her chest tighten around her racing heart.  

“He’s fighting it,” I whispered from inside her head. “He wants you but he’s scared to show it.” 

Maya’s fingers brushed her own wrist to keep steady. “Then maybe I’ll show him first.” 

Before I could say anything, she took a deep breath and looked up at Lucien. Her voice shook only a little when she said, “I don’t want to pretend anymore.”  

Lucien blinked, slow, like the words hit him somewhere deep. His jaw tightened, but his eyes burned with something softer.  

He took another step forward. 

“Maya,” he said gently, “this thing between us… it’s stronger than I imagined. Stronger than I know how to handle.”  

Maya lifted her chin, even though her cheeks flushed pink. “Maybe you don’t have to handle it. Maybe you just have to feel it.”  

Lucien stared at her like she’d just handed him something dangerous and precious at the same time.  

Heat filled the air. Not from anger or fear but from every feeling they had tried too hard to hide.  

He took another step toward her. They were close enough now that their breaths tangled together, close enough that I could feel his heartbeat through her skin.  

“Maya,” he whispered, her name rolling out like a prayer.  

She looked up at him, eyes shining like they caught bits of the sun. “Yes?”  

Lucien’s hand lifted. His fingers brushed the side of her face gently, tracing along her cheekbone to her jaw. She shivered but didn’t move away.  

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said quietly.  

“Then don’t,” she replied softly.  

His thumb brushed her lower lip, slow and careful, as if testing whether this was real or another dream.  

Her breath hitched. Somewhere behind Lucien’s calm control, I could feel Kade rumbling — my other half, restless with want, steady but wild all at once.  

I felt him whisper through the bond, “Don’t be afraid, sweet damsel. Let the fire burn.”  

And so I did. So did Maya.  

Her hand rose, trembling just slightly, and touched Lucien’s chest. His heart beat fast under her fingers.

That tiny touch was like a spark meeting dry wood.  

Lucien’s breath caught. He closed his eyes for just a heartbeat, fighting the pull, but it was useless now.  

When his eyes opened, there was no more distance left between them.  

He leaned down slowly and kissed her.  

It wasn’t sharp or rushed. It was soft first, like a secret shared between two hearts that had waited too long. But then something in both of them broke free, and the kiss deepened.  

Maya pressed closer, fingers curling in his shirt. Lucien’s hand slid behind her neck, holding her as though she might vanish if he let go. The heat between them grew, not wild fire, but a steady flame, strong and sure.  

They didn’t pull away right away. When they did, it was only enough to breathe. Their foreheads touched, breaths mixing.  

Lucien’s voice came out a whisper. “That was… not pretending.”  

Maya smiled, her eyes still closed. “Good,” she whispered back. “I’m done pretending.”  

He chuckled low in his chest, a sound that made her blush even more.  

“Me too,” he said, and kissed her again.  

Inside them, I curled close to her heart. Kade brushed my thoughts, his tone warm and teasing.  

“Looks like we’re not the only ones connected now,” he said.  

“No,” I murmured, feeling their hearts steady together. “They’re finally finding their rhythm.”  

“And you, sweet damsel?” kade asked softly.  

I shivered, curling closer to Maya’s heart.

“I’m… happy,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper inside her mind. “I’ve never felt anything like this before. Not just the bond, but… seeing them finally being open with each other.”

Kade purred softly, a low rumble that made my fur tingle. “That’s the magic of connection. You feel their hearts, and it echoes inside you. The rhythm of two souls finding each other… it’s intoxicating.”

I could feel him teasing, playful, yet warm. “And dangerous,” I whispered back, smiling.

“Because now I want more. I want to be part of it, not just a witness.”

“That’s how it begins,” Kade said gently.

 “Not just watching, but living it. Feeling it. And you… you’re ready for it. You just didn’t know it yet.”

Maya’s hand twitched a little on Lucien’s chest, shaking but holding tight. I felt each little heartbeat and soft breath. Lucien’s wolf moved under my touch, and Kade nudged me, calming the energy around them.

I let myself sink deeper, curling closer to Maya, letting my presence blend with hers. She let out a soft sigh, unaware of the thread of energy connecting all four of us, Alpha and Luna, bonded halves learning to trust and feel.

Lucien moved, just slightly, and I felt Kade’s pulse speed a little. “He’s letting you in,” Kade murmured. “Not just you, Lyra. Both of you. All of you. He’s learning to trust again.”

I swallowed hard. “It’s… beautiful,” I said, feeling the warmth spread through Maya. “Even though it scares me a little.”

The tiny flutter in Maya’s chest, the fast beat of her heart—it all made the moment feel alive. 

It was scary, yes, but exciting too. Every breath, every little shiver, made me feel connected to her in a way I had never felt before. I wanted to stay in that feeling forever, letting it fill me up completely.