Chapter: 71

But that new information did nothing to quell the volatile energy thrumming through my veins.

I walked up to the door and slammed my fists against it insistently. A moment passed. Then another. And then the door opened.

Sera stood there in a loose bathrobe, her hair damp like she'd just gotten out of the shower. Her skin glowed with a soft, dewy sheen, and a flush colored her cheeks.

Her eyes, devastatingly beautiful, widened in surprise. I didn't see Lucian. But I didn't need to.

My eyes took her in-the robe, the damp hair, the faint scent of lavender drifting out into the night air-and my brain came to its conclusion.