The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 404

Chapter 404

3rd Person’s POV

“E-Ezra…”

Lylah’s breath caught the moment he finally pulled away from her mouth.

Wide-eyed, she lifted trembling fingers to her swollen lips, still dazed from the force of the kiss.

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Furished

One second they had been talking peacefully in his study, and the next, the Alpha had snapped like a starving wolf finally reaching the edge of his restraint.

Honestly, she should have expected it.

Ezra possessed terrifying self-control in every aspect of his life… except when it came to her.

Now he had her pinned against the edge of his obsidian desk, his large body caging hers effortlessly before he lifted her onto the polished surface.

“Ezra wait,” Lylah protested weakly when his mouth found the sensitive curve of her neck. A shiver ran violently through her body as his teeth grazed her pulse. “We can’t do this here…”

A low growl rumbled deep inside his chest.

‘Why not? We’re on the upper floor. No one will see us, my love.”

His hands slid beneath the silk of her gown with dangerous familiarity, slowly peeling the fabric away from her body.

“The condom is still in our room…” Lylah’s voice faltered when his mouth moved lower.

The sound of a drawer opening interrupted her.

She blinked in surprise.

Ezra reached beside the desk and calmly lifted a small black package between his fingers-new, unopened, prepared.

“Don’t worry,” he said smoothly. “I keep plenty here.”

Lylah stared at him in disbelief.

Then realization struck.

He had planned this!

The doors of the study sealed shut automatically with a quiet mechanical click, locking the room into complete privacy while silver-blue holograms continued flickering softly around the darkened study like

silent stars.

“There’s nowhere left for you to escape now,” Ezra murmured.

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2:02 pm

Chapter 404

ppp

Heat rushed into her checks.

Finished

Before she could gather another argument, he stepped between her knees and pulled her flush against him, his forehead resting briefly against hers as his control visibly frayed.

“I’ve waited long enough,” he said roughly. “Since before the venture banquet, since in Moonclaw, you’ve barely paid attention to me.”

The accusation carried the unmistakable jealousy.

His wolf had endured it for days.

Tonight, it demanded repayment.

And beneath the quiet midnight glow of his study, Ezra finally claimed his revenge.

The following morning, far from Lunaris, a tense gathering unfolded inside the Ashcroft family estate within Blackfang territory.

The atmosphere felt heavy with unease.

Lord Oberon and Lady Juniper of Moonclaw Beta bloodline had personally come to Blackfang. That alone was enough to shake the entire household.

Tiara’s aunt and uncle sat stiffly on one side of the room, their expressions carefully respectful as Juniper calmly explained the situation-the pregnancy, the upcoming mating ceremony, and Tiara’s eventual move into the Moonclaw Beta manor.

Neither dared object.

Not before wolves whose authority carried enough weight to silence entire territories.

‘We understand,” Tiara’s uncle said quickly with a lowered head. “If this is what Damon and Tiara have decided, then our family has no objections.”

Beside him, his wife nodded immediately in agreement.

Across the room, Damon leaned lazily against the wall with folded arms, looking profoundly uninterested in the entire discussion.

But unlike the others, Tiara’s grandmother looked close to tears.

Her frail hands trembled in her lap as she struggled to absorb everything she had heard.

“To us, Tiara is still just a reckless girl,” the old woman whispered brokenly. “One day she was here with

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