Book 3: What Did He Mean?

Lyra’s POV 

Pressed against his hard chest, I drowned in his mesmerizing eyes, my hands sliding up his shoulders instead of pushing him away. The world stopped revolving around me as I fought the urge to smash my lips to his like I used to. Would he kiss me back this time? I wasn’t underage anymore. 

At that moment, I forgot about his betrayal and his family waiting for him back in Lucania.

My intoxicated mind was brimming with the intense love I had kept hidden for so long. I couldn’t hide it any longer. All I knew was he was still my mate, and I belonged to him. His hold tightened around my waist while his eyes darkened like thunderclouds. In a split second, he tangled his fingers in my hair to grip the back of my head. 

A gasp escaped my lips, realizing his intentions. His mouth covered mine, dominating and hard, leaving me stunned. I hadn’t expected to receive my first kiss from him tonight. I wasn’t even prepared! Taking a