Sera's Pov
I froze.
Lucian's breath was warm against my cheek, his arm still looped around my waist. He hadn't moved since the kiss.
But now his entire body was stiff as a board behind me, like he'd only just registered what happened. Like someone had dumped ice water down his spine and he couldn't decide whether to scream or bolt.
I didn't dare turn around.
Didn't want to see the look on his face.
But I still shifted my eyes just slightly, just enough to catch the edge of his profile.
His eyes were wide. Shocked. Mouth parted in disbelief.
A beat passed.
Two.
Three.
Then, with a low sigh that sounded like it had been ripped from his chest, Lucian pulled away from me. He sat up in the bed, rubbing a hand down his face.
"I… I'm sorry," he said, voice hoarse.
I blinked up at the ceiling, face flushed so hard I could probably fry an egg on it.
He was apologizing.
Of course he was.
"I— It wasn't me. That was my wolf. He—"
