The Lunar Crest Academy: Marked by The Lycans

"Well, this is unexpected."

My breath caught in my throat.

Kieran Valerius Hunter.

The Lycan Prince.

He was here. Speaking to me. Looking at me.

For a second, my brain refused to work. The reality of where I was, who I was with, slammed into me all at once. I was in the same room as him. Alone.

I forced myself to keep it together. Straightening, I pushed the shock down and kept my voice even. "I—I apologize," I said quickly. "I didn’t mean to intrude. I didn’t know you were here, and I’ll just be on my way—"

I turned, reaching for the door.

But before my fingers even grazed the handle, he was there.

I hadn’t seen him move. I hadn’t even felt it. One second, he was across the room, and the next, his tall frame was blocking my only exit, his hand pressing the door shut with ease.

My lungs refused to work.

The sheer speed. The power radiating off of him. The way his presence felt like an invisible force pressing down on me, heavy and overwhelming. My legs almost buckled from the pressure.