The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 27

Chapter 27

Cora’s POV

Blackfang Pack.

Fari

The formal signing ceremony had ended long after midnight, but the Accord Gathering itself bled in dawn–wine, vows, and whispered alliances beneath the chandelier.

I spent the entire night at Rowan’s side, his arm possessively curved around my waist as we received th guests together. The gash Lylah had left on my leg still throbbed faintly beneath the fabric of my new gown, but Rowan’s heightened concern had made every sting worthwhile.

Pain had its uses.

Now morning sunlight spilled through the glass panes of Blackfang’s grand greenhouse, turning the vi and hanging blooms into rosegold. Breakfast was being held here for the allied Alphas–each accompanied by a Luna.

The moment Rowan and I stepped inside, chairs scraped back. They stood.

I smiled, allowing the air to fill with murmurs as their gazes settled on me.

“So Lady Cora of Ironcrest Pack is Alpha Rowan’s Luna all this time?”

“Not officially yet. The mating ceremony hasn’t been performed.”

“Interesting. Last time Alpha Rowan visited my territory, he was accompanied by another woman. But look at them, their auras align.”

“Yes. Lady Cora is not only beautiful but renowned for her intelligence as well. With her and Alpha Rowa leading Blackfang Pack together, Corliss Prime will shine brighter and stand unrivaled in the future.”

I inhaled the rose–sweet air and already glimpsed a future shining ahead.

With Lylah gone, the attention was mine alone.

This reverence, this recognition, was what I had deserved long ago.

Rowan and I took our seats.

Moments later, Gavriel approached, his voice lowered, but my wolf heard every word with ease.

“Alpha, her room is sealed. She won’t respond. I think she’s still sulking.”

Rowan’s expression darkened. “So she refuses to come?”

He nodded.

“Leave her be then.”

Gavriel bowed and retreated.

1/3

4:13 pm MM M

Chapter 27

I turned to Rowan, feigning concern. “You invited Lylah to join the breakfast?”

“Yes. She can’t simply lash out and hide. She still owes you an apology

“Don’t dwell on it, Rowan.”

As much as I wanted Lylah to bend the knee and offer an apology, I had no desire for her to appear her and steal the attention away.

“Her behavior yesterday was indeed unexpected, even I was shocked by how cruel she could be. Beat I understand why she was upset.” I paused deliberately. “That’s why I sent her an apology?

Rowan’s attention snapped to me at once. I held my smile.

“And?” he asked.

“Lylah blocked me.”

The air around him shifted, his alpha aura spiking. “Then say no more. Don’t contact her again. I’ll deal with her myself.”

“But what if she believes I’m influencing you?” I asked softly, lowering my gaze. “I don’t want her to rese me even more.”

Rowan reached for my hand, squeezing it.

“Don’t worry. Lylah doesn’t stay angry for long,” He exhaled, dismissive. “The security wards haven’t alerted me to anything. She’s still in her room, sleeping it off. Her anger will fade.”

I nodded obediently. “Alright.”

But realization unfurled within me like a slow smile.

After all these years under the same roof, Rowan still did not understand Lylah at all.

Lylah wasn’t prone to anger–but once her logic set like iron, she never bent easily. And I knew her well enough to recognize the silence for what it truly was.

By now, she had already chosen her path and left.

Not that it mattered.

Where would Lylah even run to? She had no family nor allies. When her savings dwindled, she’d come crawling back, broken and desperate, begging for Rowan to take her back.

And by then, Rowan would already be mine.

I lifted my teacup, savoring the taste of victory just beginning to bloom.

213

4:13 pm MMM..

Chapt