Irene’s POV The moment my hands wrapped reflexively around the Lycan Prince, I froze.My heart thudded in my ears despite the rush of air as the horse ran.I expected him to nudge my hands away, but he didn’t. He must have known I needed to hold on or I would fall.His scent filled my nose, warming my body without permission. I leaned closer without meaning to, my heart still hammering wildly in my chest.He didn’t slow until we reached the castle. I expected him to head straight to the stables, but instead, he rode toward his wing.The horse came to a stop. I quickly untangled my hands from him, my awareness snapping back too late.“Thank you, my prince,” I said quickly, already preparing to dismount.“Wait,” he ordered.He came down first, but I didn’t want his help.I moved too quickly.The moment I tried to step down from the horse, my balance slipped. The horse shifted beneath me, startled, and I lost my footing completely.“Ah—!”I tumbled forward from the saddle.But strong ha
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