Chapter 136: Interruptions
TERESA’S P.O.V.
The heavy doors of the hall closed with a resounding thud, muffling the hushed murmurs of the departing pack members. I exhaled deeply, my chest still tight from the adrenaline coursing through me. My hand, still entwined with Lucian’s, trembled slightly as I processed what had just happened.
Even though, I just made a light comment about getting a massage from Lucian, my mind was a whirlwind.
I shot a man.
It wasn’t the act itself that shocked me—thanks to Adrian and Juliette, I was now capable of defending myself and those I cared about—but the sheer instinct behind it. I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate. The moment Maverick started running his mouth, belittling Lucian because of his blindness, it was as if something primal within me took over. Fury, hot and unforgiving, burned through my veins, and before I knew it, my hand moved on its own.
The sound of the gunshot still echoed faintly in my mind.
"Teresa," Lucian’s voice was low, laced with amusement and something darker, more possessive. His fingers tightened around mine as he turned toward me, his unseeing eyes somehow finding my face as if he could see me clearer than anyone else ever had. "Don’t over think it. That was... incredibly hot."
I blinked at him, momentarily stunned by his words. "What?"
"You heard me." A slow, wicked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, making my stomach do a somersault. "The way you stood up for me—against Maverick, of all people—and didn’t even flinch. I don’t think I’ve ever been prouder of you, my Luna."
My cheeks burned, but before I could respond, Lucian’s free hand found my waist, pulling me closer. The shift was so sudden I stumbled slightly, but he steadied me with ease. He bent his head toward me, his lips brushing my ear as he whispered, "Thank you."
And then his lips were on mine.