Lucas’s POV
“You’re the sorceress Ms. Sage spoke of.”
The woman’s angelic features curved into a gentle smile as she bowed her head in greeting. My curiosity was exceedingly piqued as my eyes roamed over this alluring creature. I couldn't identify what it was, but...There was something about her that made me want to gravitate toward her.
She was beautiful, yes. But this feeling wasn’t exactly a romantic attraction. A compulsion. A need to be close. My own wolf was scratching beneath the surface for me to move closer.
“And you must be Harper's wolf,” she remarked directly.
My brows lifted in shock. There weren’t many people who dared to refer to me in such a way. There again, I knew I had to set my own pride aside if it meant getting Harper the aid she desperately needed.
“I’m Harpe
