The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 260

Chapter 260

Tiara’s POV

Finished

I had only seen him once-barely enough to form any real impression. And yet for reasons I couldn’t explain, my wolf had taken notice. More than notice. It lingered on him. Drawn in a way that unsettled

We weren’t the type to be easily captivated by looks or status. Males like that were everywhere, predictable in their charm, forgettable in the end. But Damon… he was different. A discovery I hadn’t expected in the twenty-fourth moon cycle of my life.

“Careful, lady,” a drunken voice slurred beside me, followed by a low, knowing chuckle. “You’re staring like you want to drag him somewhere private and devour him whole.”

I didn’t bother looking at him.

“He’s handsome, isn’t he?” the man continued. “Beta blood. From a noble family in Moonclaw. That alone makes him a prize in the eyes of many females. But don’t be fooled-he plays your kind like dolls.”

He leaned closer, his breath sour against my ear. “And they say his strength rivals most Alphas. With the leadership in the Moonclaw Pack growing… uncertain lately, he might claim the Alpha’s crown himself.”

I scoffed softly.

Damon? Alpha? That’s ridiculous.

Aloud, I said, “What about Alpha Ezra? Everyone knows he’s irreplaceable.”

The man snorted. “Ah, that’s the interesting part. A friend of mine from Moonclaw says their Alpha has all but abandoned the pack. Plenty of wolves aren’t happy about it.”

A low, displeased growl stirred in my chest.

I hated people who spoke like they knew everything.

“Ruling from afar doesn’t mean abandonment,” I shot back sharply, turning to fix him with a cold glare. “And I know someone far closer to Alpha Ezra than your so-called friend. He’s fine. And his pack isn’t looking to replace him.”

Without waiting for a response, I turned and walked away, ignoring the scoff that followed behind me.

I took a seat at the bar instead, resting my elbows lightly against the counter.

My gaze drifted-unwillingly, instinctively-back toward the shadowed corner where Damon sat.

Still.

Quiet.

Dangerously composed.

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Chapter 260

“A long night, huh?” a woman’s voice slipped in beside me.

I glanced over.

Finished

She was striking. With sand blonde hair and a dress cut low enough to draw attention without asking for it.

“Is my order ready?” she asked the bartender casually. “I need it now.”

The bartender didn’t argue. He slid a glass toward her.

She took it and as she turned, something caught my eye. A small vial, drawn swiftly from her pocket. With subtle motion, she slipped a few drops into the drink.

For a moment, I thought I had imagined it.

Then she glanced at me-and smirked.

“Bold stare,” she said coolly. “Confused, are you, pup?” Her tone hardened just enough to bite. “This place is mine. Best keep that mouth of yours shut.”

And just like that, she walked away.

I blinked, watching her go.

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