Chapter 27 His Identity

(Iris)

The scene in the dining room replayed in my mind like a broken record, each moment etched into my memory with painful clarity. The tension between Jasper and Lucas hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over the festivities and leaving me reeling with uncertainty.

But before I could process the implications of what had just transpired, I found myself being dragged into a nearby room. At first, I struggled against Lucas’s grip, my mind racing with questions and doubts. But as he pulled me into the dimly lit space, his touch ignited a fire within me that I couldn’t ignore.

I was pulled into Elias’s room. No… the Lycan King’s room. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, but I pushed aside my apprehensions, allowing myself to be consumed by the intensity of the moment.

With a forcefulness that took me by surprise, Lucas crushed his lips against mine, his hands touching my body eagerly. I melted into his embrace, the heat of his touch searing through me like wildfire.