Chapter Seventy-Three

Lucas left Marcella's apartment early that morning with his body thrumming on a high he had not experienced in a very long time. Since losing Cassie, he had not been with anyone else as his wolf had always found the scent of other females irritating.

He recalled the very first time he had seen her, a few months ago in that bar and knew he must have felt something for her because even though his main aim had been to track down an enemy rogue werewolf, he had been unable to resist helping her. He suspected that the reason he had come to her aid that night and saved her from the rude customer was because deep down, his wolf must have recognized her as his and subconsciously prompted him to act.

So seeing her looking dejected the night before and realising she would have spent her birthday crying and alone had made him feel even more certain that he had made the right choice by coming over to her place, as he had contemplated just having the cake delivered to her.

A part of him had felt