DR LUNA: The Lycan's Stolen Heir
His eyes landed on the Picasso on the wall, then the skyline view, and finally, me.
He blinked.
"I’m looking for Dr. Vale," he said, his voice raspy. "The Viper."
I didn't stand up. I didn't smile. I just watched him over the rim of my cup.
"You found her."
Lucas frowned, squinting at me. He took another step closer, and then he froze. His nostrils flared, trying to catch a scent, but I was wearing heavy blockers. To him, I smelled like nothing but expensive perfume.
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