she’d been in love with. The one that haunted her dreams and still caressed her in her fantasies. And always would.
He turned toward her and brushed an errant curl back behind her ear. The small touch lit her up, scalding her with its tenderness. “What are you thinking?”
“I’m thinking for me, you’re always going to be the only one,” she said softly, looking into his eyes.
“It doesn’t make sense,” he said, looking away. “If you wanted me to find you, you only had to—”
“I know,” she said hoarsely.
“I looked and looked. When I traveled for MMA, I searched everywhere. Finally, I came to the conclusion that you didn’t want to be found. Why, Lily?”
She didn’t know what to say. If she told him about her sister, would he insist on getting involved? There was nothing he could do for them. He’d just try to fight everything and maybe hurt himself in the process. “I don’t know, Lucas. It’s just not meant to be.”
He took her hand in his and squeezed gently. She didn’t get the feeling that he was any less angry, but it was like he couldn’t resist touching her now that they were so close. “If there’s something stopping you, you can tell me. I would help you, Lily. If you don’t want to go through with this, you don’t have to.”
She flinched. He was too close to the truth, but she couldn’t let him get any closer. It didn’t matter if she didn’t want to do it. There was no way he could protect her from her family. No way her rich father couldn’t track them down and make them pay, even if they did get away with her sister.
Lucas was kind and strong, but he didn’t have the type of power that could take on her father.
“There’s nothing you can do,” she said. “I’m just glad I got to see you one last time.”
He glared at her, a muscle tensing at his temple. “I don’t believe you. I don’t believe you could want this. The Lily I knew would never want a bunch of elitist jerks beating each other to death for her.”
“They won’t beat each other to death,” she said.
“How do you know? They’re wolf shifters fighting for a mate,” he said. “You can’t want this. The Lily I knew was gentle. She was—”
She stood, back stiff. “The Lily you knew was a girl. She grew up. Now she does what she has to. She doesn’t have a choice,” she said, giving him a glare over her shoulder as she turned to leave.
He caught her by the hand, stopping her. She gasped at the feel of his fingers on hers. She could feel his callouses from years of fighting. Damn, he was hot. If only she could turn around and make love to him and run away with him. But she couldn’t…
“Lily, do you want me to enter?”
She blinked. How could he? She supposed he could continue to masquerade as his brother for a while, since Asher was full alpha, but it would never work out in the end.
He pulled her closer and she didn’t resist. He looked into her eyes. “If you want me to rescue you, you have to tell me,” he said.
She pressed her lips together and tried to stay strong against the impulse to run into his arms and beg him for sanctuary. But there was no sanctuary to be found, and he needed to move on. “Just go home, Lucas. Go home and move on.”
He let go of her hand, and she started to walk away, but then he caught her around the waist and spun her in against him, crushing his lips over hers in a fierce kiss.
She struggled for a second and then quickly gave in, melting against his soft, familiar lips as his tongue dipped inside to explore. She held on to his strong shoulders for balance as her legs went weak from his kisses. He pulled back and then kissed her cheek, her ear, along her neck and shoulder, along the flesh bared by her low-cut dress, all the while his hands were exploring her waist, testing the curves of her body as if to see if she were still the same.
He groaned in pleasure as he pressed her tightly against him and hugged her one last time. The