Lucian’s POV:
She’s a girl.
A freaking girl.
This changes everything.
After my inexplicable attraction to him—no, her—I convinced myself it was just her scent that was drawing me in. Nothing more. Because there was no way I was into boys. The thought of kissing, touching someone with the same parts as me, with a d**k like me—nah, I couldn’t bring myself to do it, no matter what my demons whispered in my ear.
So, I settled for just feeding from him—her. After all, she had the finest blood I’d ever tasted.
I wasn’t like that mutt. I couldn’t bring myself to f**k someone with a d**k.
But when I found him—her—in the library, reeked in that f*****g dog’s juices, I snapped.
I wanted my scent on her, not his.
But even then, I still thought she was a guy. And I had no idea how to go abou
