Allison'POV
I woke up just before midnight, exhausted from helping Lily get cleaned up after her ordeal.
Her skin still smelled faintly of antiseptic and bubblegum shampoo.
As I tucked her into her soft pajamas, I ran my fingers through her damp hair and started a bedtime story.
She didn't even make it to the part where Snow White met the seven dwarfs.
A few lines in, her lashes fluttered shut, and her breathing fell into that slow, steady rhythm only children and the blissfully innocent ever manage.
I pulled the blanket up to her chin, brushed a soft kiss to her forehead, and slipped out of the room.
Only to find Lucian Storm standing in my living room like he owned the damn place.
His tall frame leaned casually against the wall, one hand shoved into his pocket,
