⋆ Chapter 10

Get a pulse, weirdo!

“I have a boyfriend,” I blurted, my voice steadier than I felt.

Cillian Ravenscroft stilled. His lips quirked, the very picture of amusement. “Do you now?”

“Yes.” I held my breath, praying—praying—he wouldn’t smell the bullshit rolling off me.

“A lycan, no less.” His tone wa...