Lucian’s POV

“You are as dashing as they say,” Vienna playfully tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, her hazel eyes gleaming under the sun’s rays. 

We strolled through the grand mansion, and although I attempted to smile, I couldn’t shake off the perplexity that clouded my thoughts. Was she truly my destined mate? The aroma of her presence indicated so, yet something felt amiss. 

“You flatter me, my lady,” I uttered, and she giggled, her laughter ...