Chapter 100
- Riley’s POV
- “Thank you, Lucien,” I murmured softly, barely meeting his gaze.
- When he didn’t smile, Lucien always looked intimidating—his sharp jawline and icy golden eyes exuded the kind of Alpha authority that could silence a room. But when he did smile, it was like the winter sun breaking through a blizzard—rare, brilliant, and almost impossible to look away from.