Lucien's POV My eyes snapped open, the headache pounding against my skull nearly making me regret awakening. The first thing I noticed was the unfamiliar environment, which made me panic. That panic only grew when I felt the warmth of someone lying beside me. I didn't think before my fingers reached for the dagger always in the holster of my belt, even at night, and unsheathed it. The person next to me shifted, and I lunged, pressing the blade against their neck. My eyes hadn't cleared yet, and in the bright light, I couldn't make out a face without wincing in pain. Still, the sweet, familiar, and painfully tempting scent caught my nose soon enough. Flowers. "Lucien! Get off me!" Vivian's voice called, dull and exhausted. I pulled off, crashing back against the cot as the events of the previous night came to mind. Getting drunk with Seth. Coming back here. I remembered talking to her while drunk, too. But the conversation remained a muffled mess, and that alone made me panic
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