Chapter Twenty-seven

I smile despite myself, pleasantly surprised by his offer to get to know one another better. In my sorrow, my rejection, and my trauma, I may have misjudged the prince. Falsehoods and rumors about the Lycans in general also probably added to my prejudice.

Looking into his handsome face across the café table, I'm glad that I now have the opportunity to learn more about this man and his people on my own.

"I'd love to know more about you, Prince Mykal," I say. "I think sharing some of our personal history is a wonderful idea."

"Excellent," he replies. "But before we go any further, let's drop the honorifics. I am just Mykal, and you are just Aurora, and we are simply two people on the verge of forming a friendship." He gives me a cheerful grin. "How does that sound?"

"If you insist…" I'm not entirely comfortable with his desire to be so intimate. Unfortunately, I have little choice.

"I do insist," he says, laying on the charm.

"All right," I say, forcing a lighthearted smile onto my f