Lucian's POV
I turned away quickly, afraid if I looked back I'd shatter my own resolve. Behind me, I could feel her confusion radiating like heat waves off summer asphalt. Good. Let her be confused. Let her wonder.
It was better than letting her see what was really happening inside me.
"You're an i***t," Fenrir growled in my mind. My wolf had been unusually vocal lately, particularly about Allison.
"I'm doing what's best for her," I replied silently.
Fenrir's response was immediate and harsh. "Best for her? Or easiest for you? You're running away."
"I'm letting her go," I corrected him. "She deserves better than what I gave her."
"Then why kiss her?" My wolf's question hung between us, unanswered.
I had no good answer. That kiss had been pure selfishness - one las
