Lucian turned to face her. He could tell she was serious. "What?" Lucian whispered, still recovering from the need. Now, even he could feel the arousal and heat of Madelyn, making his wolf go wacky.
"Mark me. Now." Madelyn looked up, looking straight into his eyes. He felt like she was looking at her school with those dead-serious eyes.
The option was so lucrative that Lucian was battling to give in to the temptation. But after a long minute of the battle between what he needed to do and what he wanted to do, he let out a deep sigh of frustration and defeat.
"I am sorry. I can't do that." Lucian said dejectedly.
"Why?" She asked with a sad tone. She was trying hard not to cry or show her weakness.
"I wish I could share all the details with you, but I can't. Trust me a little longer.
