Naomi Pov

I stiffly accepted the champagne he had poured for me, determined not to let my anxiety show.

Why was he being nice all of a sudden? Was there an ulterior motive behind it?

I held the glass in my hands without taking a sip, trying to determine if it was safe to drink it.

Setting down the glass after much deliberation, I attempted to ask him questions about the ball.

"So is it a vampire ball? What am I to expect?"

But Lucian acted like I didn't exist, ...