Lucien stared after Mirabelle.
Something inside him broke. The sound was almost audible.
What had just happened?
His mind refused to work. Instead, it kept replaying the same images.
The way enormous tears had gathered in Mirabelle's eyes before spilling over and rolling slowly down her cheeks.
How wide her eyes had been.
How unnaturally small her pupils had become.
How her ears had flattened against her head.
How her entire body had trembled.
How her scent had suddenly turned sharp and sour with distress.
Only then did he realize his own muscles had begun to shake.
'Go after her, you idiot.'
Every instinct screamed at him. Finally, his body obeyed. He took a step toward the door.
A dark arm descended in front of his chest, stopping him instantly.
Lucien looked up. Only now did he truly notice the two Beast males standing there.
Both were watching him.
Neither looked remotely forgiving.
Kaelith hadn't moved.
Not once.
No twitch of his ears.
No shift of his weight.
