The Last Lycan: The Alpha's Bride
Giggles transform into full-blown laughter, reverberating through the room, as I struggle to contain myself.
Tears well up in my eyes, not from empathy, but from the sheer hilarity of the little drama playing out before me. Who would have thought that the O so cold and icy Lucien gets drunk and acts this totally out of composure. My laughter persists, a continuous stream of amusement that show no signs of subsiding. Lucien, aware of my laughter, glanced in my direction, his expression shifting from confusion to hurt, icy and coldness.
In that instant, I become aware of the impact my laughter is having on him. Guilt wash over me as I realized the insensitivity of finding entertainment in his
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