Lyra Lani

"Now would you little Lyra Lani?" A smile twitched the corner of his mouth.

Telling me what answer I should give.

But something else attracted my attention.

"How’d you know I’d be out here?" I barely whispered.

"You're one of fifteen females in my pack, only seven of which are breedable. And you're by far the most beautiful." He chuckled. "I'm always painfully aware of where you are."

“That’s how you found me out bathing.”

“Correction.” He lifted a finger. “I was already out here when you came out to bathe. And for the record,” He leaned close to whisper near my ear. “it wasn’t the first time.”

***

I reared back in shock. Meeting his dark laughing eyes. Such a strange shade of gray blue that they seemed nearly black in dim lighting.

"I have a lover!" I blurted out.

I didn’t. But it seemed the right thing to say to perhaps dissuade him.

"But not a mate?" He released one of my arms to straighten his head at me, giving me a sideways look. Challenging me to continue

He doesn't believe me.