Harper’s POV
Lucas stares down at me, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion. It gives me a chance to pull away.
“What do you mean by that?” He asks, looking around for Sierra. “What lies has Sierra told?”
I laugh and shake my head, “The better question would be, what hasn’t Sierra lied about? Seriously, you should keep a better eye on your mate. No wonder you haven’t caught onto her two-faced, lying—"
Lucas grabs me by the waist, taking my hand again. I gasp, grab his arm, and do my best not to fall as he spins me and dips me. The sudden movement makes me dig my nails into his forearm to keep from falling.
“Enlighten me, Healer,” he murmurs when he pulls me back up and begins slowly dancing again. I want to hit him, shout at him, or do something, but then I pause. He’s giving me
