Chapter 117

Scarlett's POV We were still on the bed, still talking about Kathleen's situation. "Do you think the one she just spent the night with is from one of the neighboring packs?" I asked as he gently combed my hair with his hand. "It doesn't matter where that fucker comes from. If he dares to show up, I'll be the one to kill him." Lucien's voice, although calm, wasn't really calm at all. I sighed helplessly and patted his shoulder. "Anyway, it is what it is. It's their own life. Let's just watch and see how it turns out." I heard him sigh. "Indeed." I was about to close my eyes when he spoke from above, his hand gently gliding from my neck to my chin, tilting my face up toward him. His eyes locked onto mine, then dropped to my lips. "Can I kiss you now?" Right. We still couldn't. I had lost consciousness yesterday and hadn't brushed my teeth yet. As if he had read my mind, he leaned so close our noses were touching. "I washed you up last night and brushed your teeth." I paused, watching his