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CHAPTER 187: Pathetic

Author: Lady Sheldon
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-09-11 09:47:37

The words landed like a blade to the chest.

I watched the color drain from his face—first the faint tightening around his mouth, then the way his eyes flickered, wide, panic bleeding through the rage he’d been clinging to. His skin went pale, his grip on the chair slackening.

“What?” he rasped, almost too quiet to hear.

I just stared at him, leaning lazily against the doorframe, letting the silence stretch. The firelight flickered across his face, painting him hollow.

I smiled and slipped out the door.

He surged to his feet with a choked sound, stumbling forward like the ground beneath him had vanished. His heavy steps thundered across the rug until he slammed against the door, yanking it open with a snarl of desperation.

“What do you mean?” His voice cracked, all that alpha authority gone in an instant, stripped raw. “She’s here!”

I tilted my head, eyes gleaming with a kind of cruel amusement. “Oh…” My grin widened, eyes practically glowing with excitement. “Of course. She’s h
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