CHAPTER 99

  Lune's breath caught in her throat. I...um...how did you know? She asked.

  I shrugged. It was kind of obvious, but okay. I'll wake up. Grumbling to myself, I poked my mussy head from the heavy blankets, breathing fresh air for the first time in a long time. It had been a while since I actually smelt clean air instead of the stench of rotting flesh that Greg had.

  Lucien's head turned at the sounds of my movement, and with a smile, he put his phone on the table. "Awake already, sweetheart? You can sleep longer if you'd like."

  I shook my head the best I could, shuffling closer to his sweet scent.

  Lucien laughed softly. "I see you'd rather wake up then?" His arms slipped around my waist, lifting me carefully into his lap. The feel of warm clothes on my skin immediately made me warm and I snuggled closer to him for more, my lips sealed shut as if I had glued them together.