Chapter 18

Lyra's POV.

“I came to inform you of the activity we had planned for this afternoon,” Nikolai said.

I looked at my wrist, it was way past one in the afternoon. Time sure flies when you're having fun.

Nikolai looked at me suspiciously.

“Can werewolves smell sex or even sexual tension?” I thought.

One thing I wanted to avoid so badly was stories to my name.

“Oh...I remember,” Lucas said. He looked at me like he was expecting an answer or something, if not from my lips, maybe from my expression.

I gave him none, I was sure of that.

I expected him to agree and disengage himself from whatever activity he had planned with me, and leave.

“Give us forty-five more minutes,” he told Nikolai, “Lyra here is working on her breathing, she needs to be more silent during the hunt”

“No!” I screamed internally, “This is not what you're supposed to say”

“But really, it's no bother,” I said out loud, “I can practice that on my own.”

“Besides…” I said turning to Lucas, “I've had enough of you in my hair