Raven's POV
It was a stupid idea to seduce Lucian. I knew that. I knew it the second I set my plan into motion. But I had to do it. I had to know. Was the problem me? Was it my pheromones? Was it because I suppressed it for so long? Or was it Xavier?
Why hadn't Xavier even reacted? Not a single flinch, not even a glimmer of something. When I walked into that room, I practically drenched the air with my omega pheromones, hoping for the tiniest reaction—just a flicker in his eyes, a subtle change in his stance. But nothing. Nothing at all.
Was his wolf really immune to it? Was he so damn high on his own sense of control that he couldn't even smell me?
The thought gnawed at me.
Had Lucian known? Was he aware that Xavier wasn't affected by omega pheromones? Was that why he sent me to seduce him? To test him? To see if he could break through Xavier's impenetrable defenses? That damn smirk of his when he'd sent me in—it felt like a trap. Why hadn't Xavier reacted?
