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CHAPTER TWELVE

Author: Noir Aurelle
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-08 04:16:04

Elara's POV

The sun was high when we returned to Liora’s chambers, but all I saw was red.

She lounged on her chair like nothing had happened, humming softly as Suri massaged rose oil into her hands. I stood by the wall, arms folded tightly behind me, my mouth still stinging from the slap. The metallic tang of blood had faded, but the humiliation hadn’t.

I didn’t let it show.

Liora’s words echoed in my head like poison: He’s just playing the hero. That’s what Alphas do. They save things only to throw them away later.

I wanted to believe it wasn’t true. I needed to believe Kael was different. But deep down, I knew I couldn’t afford to trust that hope.

“Fetch my riding boots,” she said lazily, not even looking at me.

I moved quickly, retrieving the polished leather from the wardrobe. Suri knelt to help her, but Liora waved her off and pointed at me.

“No, let her do it.”

I knelt, silent, and guided the boots over her perfectly manicured feet. My fingers trembled, not from fear, but from
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