Seraphina suddenly tilted her head back and looked up at Lucian. Her emerald eyes, which just moments ago had shimmered with emotion, now fell into a calm, quiet stillness.
Lucian understood that gaze. She was searching him, probing for any signs of deceit. He simply offered a faint smile and let her wander into the depths of his soul.
Little did she know, he had longed for this moment to the point of aching.
The air in the shadowed forest was cold, the silver sheen of moonlight casting a pale, ghostly glow over Lucian's flawless features.
Seraphina watched him silently, her heartbeat fluttering within her chest. She was hesitating.
Today, she had witnessed a Lucian entirely different from the one she thought she knew. The memory of him closing his eyes and surrendering his life into her hands inside that cave surfaced in her mind. That couldn't have been a calculated move, he knew she wouldn't hold back.
He had wagered his life on that gamble, regardless of the outcome.
