Chapter 210
3rd Person’s POV
“Lylah!”
Cora’s voice rang clear across the lawn, bright and commanding enough to draw every gaze in her direction.
Including Rowan’s.
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Until that moment, he had stood in bored detachment, his presence looming but distant. But the instant his eyes found Lylah, something shifted. His wolf stirred. Disbelief flickered across his features, quickly swallowed by something deeper, more dangerous.
She was here.
The very one who had haunted his thoughts for nights unending… standing once more within his territory.
Cora was already moving, her smile warm as she approached Lylah.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” she asked, her tone laced with practiced sweetness. “You should have said something, Lylah. Did you come alone? How could your mate allow that?”
Lylah felt Rowan’s gaze settle over her like heat-heavy, inescapable. Her spine straightened instinctively.
“I’m here because the College invited me,” she replied evenly. Nothing more.
She would not let him think she had returned for him. Not even for a moment.
Cora let out a soft laugh. “Don’t be so distant. This used to be your home, Lylah. After this, you should come by the manor for a while-”
‘I don’t have time,” Lylah cut in, her voice cool as steel. “My mate is waiting for me. We’ll be returning to Lunaris as soon as the event ends.”
The words hung in the air.
Jude, who had been quietly observing, lifted a brow. “Lunaris?”
‘Ah,” Cora turned to him smoothly, never missing a beat. “Lylah is staying in Lunaris as well, sir. She works as a junior assistant at Lunar Grace.”
She neglected to mention that Lylah was now an undergraduate too-studying under one of the best professors.
‘Anyway, Lylah,” Cora continued lightly, “this is my friend, Sir Jude Knight. He owns several boutiques that I frequently visit. One of the most renowned designers in Verdant.”
As always, Cora wore her mask flawlessly-graceful, generous, the perfect image of warmth. And with it, she cast Lylah into shadow.
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1:06 pm Pppp.
Chapter 210
* Finished
To anyone unaware, it would seem as though Lylah were the cold one. The ungrateful one.
And Jude, it seemed, had already fallen into that illusion.
“Nice to meet you,” Lylah said simply.
Jude blinked, clearly expecting more. “That’s all?” he said, a hint of disapproval creeping into his tone. “Cora greets you so kindly, and that’s your response?”
Lylah met his gaze, utterly unbothered. “Is there a problem with that?”
“Not a problem,” he said, though his expression tightened. “But you could at least show some warmth. Some respect.”
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