Leticia’s POV
He was the Lycan my wolf mentioned. The question was, who was he? Was he from the Velliol or Blanche family?
I straightened instinctively.
“I didn’t mean to startle you,” he said, voice low and smooth. “Though I have to admit, the gasp was flattering.”
Of course, he is full of himself.
I lifted one brow. “Most people introduce themselves before they comment on a girl’s reactions.”
A slow, crooked smile curved his mouth—dangerous, amused, and annoyingly attractive. “Fair. Iodore Velliol.” He inclined his head. “And you are?”
I gulped. He was the last man I should be alone with. Konrad was clear that the Velliol family was dangerous; if they ever found out about me, I would be in trouble.
The problem is, if I flee, he would follow and know something was up. I need
