Lucas’s POV
My chest tightens uncomfortably as a growing sense of heaviness presses against my lungs. I can’t pinpoint the exact feeling no matter how hard I focus, but it becomes more restrictive the longer I watch them together.
Harper smiles and laughs at something Logan says, and the feeling intensifies.
Whatever it is, I don’t like it. I don’t think I should be feeling this way about a woman who isn’t my mate, either.
What is it about Harper that captures my attention? She hasn’t been here long, and I don’t know her, but the moment she walked in, looking like a Goddess in that dress, I couldn’t pull my eyes away.
She denied using magic on me to form a bond, but if that’s not what this is, then I’m at a loss.
Logan leans in and whispers something in Harper’s ear, and I bite
