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Chapter Six: Fire Beneath Skin

Author: Kayden Dayne
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-30 04:07:25

The bell above the door jingled.

Selene stepped into the cafe, her boots clicking softly against the worn wood floor. The warmth of the space circling around her like smoke—espresso, cinnamon, and something else.

Him.

She spotted Lucas immediately. Behind the counter, half-apron hanging low on his hips, sleeves rolled to the elbows, wiping a glass clean as he smiled.

Not at her.

At her—a woman leaning against the bar, laughing. Blonde, relaxed, seeming far too familiar. Lucas said something that made the woman tip her head back and laugh again, her hand brushing his arm.

Selene didn’t move.

She didn’t need to. Her senses narrowed like a razor's edge. The glass in her hand would’ve cracked if she had held one. Her fingers curled against her palm as that sharp twist of something ugly, hot, and absolutely primal surged in her chest.

He didn’t see her yet. Good.

She watched.

His smile wasn’t fake. His posture—open. Comfortable.

That bothered her most.

Because she wanted to be the only one
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