Luci
Her birthday had been a week ago, and winter was here once more. Though it was cold, there was no snow, she’d turned 20 and she and her friends had all gone off and celebrated with a bonfire. She had steadfastly refused to allow anyone to kiss her or touch her. No birthday kisses at all. Then she had left her own party when several couples had started getting all hot and heavy.
She did not need to see that, though Rafe and Jack had called her that morning to wish her a happy birthday, and told her they had sent flowers down to her. Though they were coming from an unknown admirer. So that it wouldn’t annoy her father.
She had received two dozen antique roses and the card had been simple "Happy Birthday, Alpha Lucian, from an Admirer." The flowers were beautiful, and she’d placed the
