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The King Returns

作者: Mo_with_love
last update 公開日: 2026-03-16 18:17:24

‎The bell above the café door chimed again the next morning.

‎Lyra didn’t need to look up to know who had walked in.

‎Her body recognized him before her eyes did.

‎The air changed when he entered—like the quiet pressure before a storm.

‎Still, she forced herself to focus on the coffee machine.

‎Don’t stare. You’re being ridiculous.

‎But curiosity won.

‎She glanced up.

‎There he was again.

‎The tall stranger from yesterday.

‎He looked even more striking in daylight. Sunlight filtering through the café windows caught the sharp angles of his face and the quiet intensity of those silver eyes.

‎He was watching her.

‎Not in a predatory way.

‎In a fascinated way.

‎Like she was something rare.

‎Lyra approached the counter, trying to sound casual.

‎“You kept your promise.”

‎Lucian’s lips curved slightly.

‎“I tend to keep my promises.”

‎“Good trait,” she replied, reaching for a notepad. “What can I get you today?”

‎“You.”

‎Lyra blinked.

‎Lucian immediately clarified.

‎“I mean your recommendation.”

‎Her lips twitched.

‎“That sounded a lot smoother in your head, didn’t it?”

‎“Yes.”

‎She laughed softly.

‎The sound did something strange to Lucian’s chest—something warm and unfamiliar.

‎“Alright,” Lyra said. “Today you’re getting our cinnamon latte.”

‎“I trust your judgment.”

‎As she prepared the drink, Lucian studied the café quietly.

‎Humans sat chatting, laughing, scrolling through their phones. None of them had the faintest idea that the Alpha King of every surrounding werewolf pack stood among them.

‎Yet for the first time in years, Lucian didn’t feel like a king.

‎He felt like a man trying to win a woman’s attention.

‎Lyra placed the cup in front of him.

‎“That’ll be five.”

‎He handed her a bill.

‎“Keep the change.”

‎“You tipped yesterday too,” she said.

‎Lucian tilted his head.

‎“Is that a problem?”

‎“Depends,” she replied lightly. “Are you trying to bribe me?”

‎“Would it work?”

‎Lyra rolled her eyes.

‎“You’re very confident.”

‎“I’m very determined.”

‎Their eyes held for a moment longer than necessary.

‎Something passed between them.

‎A silent pull.

‎Lyra broke it first.

‎“Well… enjoy your coffee.”

‎But even as she turned away, she felt his gaze follow her.

What was he up to? What could he be thinking?

Lyra felt his gaze burn through her and this made her wonder if this was coincidence or deliberate. She did remember him from yesterday and he was back today.

Did he really like the place and the service offered or was he here for more. She didn't want to think much about it, hence she just brushed it off.

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