Lucien's POV Mate. That was what I heard the moment I went back in search of Davina, and I made the mistake of looking into her eyes. The word echoed in my head like a war drum. Loud. Violent. Unforgiving. I had already taken off my shirt, wanting to give it to her, because I didn't want to see her naked. I didn't want to know what that would do to me. I met her curled under that tree, totally exhausted, body heaving. And there was this immediate primal need to pick her up, take her to the pack house, bathe her, clothe her, feed her and lay her on the softest sheets in the whole house. No. No, no, no, no. This could not be happening. I was supposed to hate her guts, to be thinking of ways to punish her— something that would make Gideon regret crossing me even from the afterlife. Goddess, Davina would ruin me. "Move away. Let me change." Damn, even her voice sounded so lovely, I didn't want her to stop talking. I was already struggling with getting her off my mind, and the go
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