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CHAPTER 38

Penulis: Anonymous Lee
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-22 00:01:04

CHAPTER 38

By the time morning came, Dorian was dressed and downstairs like nothing had happened.

His face was composed, his hair slicked back as usual, his expression unreadable as he joined Lucian and Elias in the living room. Elias was curled into the corner of the couch with a book, Lucian was by the window, nursing a cup of coffee.

Lucian looked up. “Did Kai wake up?”

Dorian sipped from the mug in his hand. “He was fine.”

Right on cue, Kai strode in, shirt half-unbuttoned, that familiar cocky smirk tugging at his lips.

“Well, good morning to you too,” he drawled, stretching dramatically. “Did you all sleep as well as I did?”

Lucian was on him in an instant. “You look pale. Sit. What happened last night? You weren’t healing properly—”

Kai waved a hand. “I’m fine now, sweetheart. Just needed some rest and a bit of attention.” He shot a look at Dorian, but Dorian didn’t even blink. Just sipped his drink and walked past him like he didn’t exist.

Kai’s brows furrowed slightly. “Wow. C
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