Mara
I woke up with a knot in my stomach, the memory of last night burning at the edges of my mind. I didn’t need confirmation—Lucian had seen me. The amusement in his eyes this morning gave him away. He hadn’t said a word, but the silence was loud.
Fine. If he didn’t bring it up, I could pretend nothing happened.
“We’re going hunting,” Lucian said gently.
I nodded. It had been too long since I shifted. Too long since I’d run wild in the woods, free of rules, names, and the mess of this marriage. I wanted the escape.
“Maybe we should eat first,” he added. “So we don’t hunt like savages.”
I blinked at him, surprised. That was exactly what I’d been thinking. Hunting on an empty stomach was just asking for chaos.
“I know you can’t stand Martha,” he continued, “so I asked Austin to brin
