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Chapter 23 – Lilith’s Jealousy Stirs

Author: S.D Rae
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-23 23:54:59

The morning after the storm, the packhouse bustled with its usual rhythm. Warriors sparred in the yard, servants carried trays through the stone corridors, and pups darted underfoot with boundless energy.

But beneath the surface, whispers shifted like shadows.

Lilith Duskbane walked through the great hall with measured grace, her crimson gown flowing like spilled wine across the flagstones. Wolves parted for her as they always did — not because she held rank, but because she carried herself as though she did. Her beauty was a weapon, her smile a blade hidden in velvet.

She had seen it last night.

The Alpha.

Lucian Blackthorn, whose gaze was always cold, whose mouth always curved with disdain, had looked at Isabella Hart differently. Not with warmth, not with love — but with silence. With eyes that lingered a heartbeat too long in the candlelight.

Lilith’s jaw had tightened then, her nails digging into her palms until crescents marked her skin. Now, fury coiled hot in her chest, temper
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