Lilith pov

When Theila said Lucien had called for me, I’d wanted to go to him but she stopped me, saying I couldn’t appear before him like this.

I’d been confused, but then I noticed the jar in her hands. Inside were rose-scented leaves.

They were the kind women used when bathing, to leave a floral scent clinging to their skin. It was said that male werewolves were drawn to it, that they found it irresistible.

“He likes it that way, Lilith,” she had said in a ...