She hadn't expected what Lyk did next.  Lifting her up from the floor like a doll, he held her to him on closely, so gently and the warmth of his breath could be felt in her ear as he spoke so tender.  Her arms rested on his shoulders as she took in his words.  Slowly pulling back, she looked deeply into his eyes, wondering....not sure she should say it.  But swallowing the lump in her throat she asked.  "Lyk......you aren't falling for me, are you?"<br/><br/>She couldn't believe it, if it were true.   How could he fall for her, when she was everything his people hated.  Then that conversation they had had about if and when lycans and vampires were to fall in love and mate.  And as her cheeks began to blush quickly, lowering her eyes.