Chapter 15
My feet tumbled across the forest floor, foliage crunching and getting caught on the hem of my dress.
“I missed you all day,” Luther murmured, his voice silky and tempting.
In the dark of the night, I could barely discern his black clothes and hair while his amber eyes held a glint to them.
“Hey, wait up,” I called out as he walked backward, smiling wickedly, his hand stretched out to me.
“Hurry, little wolf.”
I stretched out an arm, my fingers grasping on to his. He held on and drew me closer.
“You need to move faster. No one can know we’re out here,” he whispered with a f*******n tone that drove me insane. This felt like we’d run away from our chaperones to steal a first kiss. If only.
I glanced over my shoulder at the lights of the palace through the trees: the enormi
