Allison's POV
I couldn't stop thinking about Lucian leaving. The feeling sat weird in my chest, like a stone that wouldn't quite settle.
That night, I had my first dream in ages—and of course, it had to be about Lucian and me tangled in sheets, his hands possessively gripping my hips as I—
*Seriously? That's where your mind goes?* Jasmine's voice interrupted my thoughts, amusement dripping from every word.
*Shut up,* I mentally snapped back at my wolf, feeling my cheeks heat up. *It was just a dream.*
Before I could continue my mental argument, I heard the front door open. Lucian had arrived—not in the evening as I'd expected, but first thing in the morning to pick up Lily.
"You're not swamped with work today?" I asked, watching him scoop Lily up. As usual, my daughter
