LUCIANThat night, when it was just the two of us in bed, away from the prying eyes of every single member of the pack, I found myself wanting to say something.My body tingled with the need to see her eyes, gauge what words I would have to say to get a reaction out of her.Right then, I was at the desk, putting back some documents into the drawer. I’d seen her go in before, in search of something I wasn’t sure of.When I’d caught her then, she’d looked like deer caught in headlights. I could have dragged the matter, demanded what the hell she was doing going through my things.But for some reason, I hadn’t.Not out of some nuance of pity, but an odd reason I couldn’t quite put my finger on.Violet was seated on the edge of the bed, towel in hand as she dried her head. It wasn’t often I got to see her in just a robe.Sometimes she’d change in the toilet, or at the very least, make sure the door was locked and I was behind it.But lately—lately she’d become pretty bold.“Are you just g
 Last Updated : 2025-09-24
Last Updated : 2025-09-24