Lucien didn't expect to find his mate on the enemy's side, fighting alongside them and against him, but there you were. The minute your eyes locked, the mating bond snapped into place

He froze his one real eye focused on you. His metal eye gleamed in the daylight. Emotions swirled around him. Joy, at finding his mate, anger, that you were the enemy, and fear, that you wouldn't accept him

He didn't move. Not until someone fired an ash arrow at you, which were incredibly dangerous to fae