MasukCassian’s POVI was stuck between answering the phone, with the whole drama going on right now. I really don't want to stir up any more emotions for her. “You can answer the phone case,” she said, looking at me. “I don't have to, you know,”“No, you don't have to,”I searched her face, looking for any form of doubts, it was only an assured look telling me to go on. The moment I picked up the call, I regretted it.Lyra’s name was still glowing in my mind when her voice slid through the speaker, smooth and far too casual for someone who had just cornered Lilith and tried to dismantle her self-worth.“Cassian,” she said brightly, like we were close friends. “I was wondering when you would answer.”I didn’t bother hiding the edge in my voice. “What the fuck do you want, Lyra?”Lilith stood beside me, arms folded, watching my face closely. Her eyes flicked between me and the phone, alert, cautious. I could practically hear her thoughts screaming don’t lose it.Lyra laughed softly. “Strai
Lilith’s POVI did not even realize how loud Kyra’s voice had become so loud in my head until I was halfway home and still hearing it, it was pretty clear, calm, devastatingly certain.“You’re a complication they don’t need.”The city blurred past me as I walked, my steps automatic, my mind filled with the conversation with Kyra and lyra. I had handled it well back there. I knew I had. I hadn’t raised my voice. I hadn’t shown weakness. I had walked away gracefully with my head high, like whatever they had said hadn’t mattered.But words had a way of sinking in when you least expected it.“You don’t belong in their world.”I clenched my fingers around the strap of my bag, forcing myself to breathe. The problem wasn’t that Kyra had said it. The main problem was that small, traitorous part of me that wondered if she was right.By the time I reached home, the sky had begun to dim, evening settling in softly. The house lights were on, it felt warm and inviting. Too normal. Too peaceful for
Lilith’s POVIf there was one thing I had learned over the past few weeks, it was that silence could be more dangerous than noise.So when Lyra and Kyra had suggested we “talk somewhere quiet,” I didn’t miss the way my shoulders tensed up immediately.Not too quiet, I had insisted.They had exchanged a look, one of those silent twin conversations that made my skin crawl….before Kyra shrugged and suggested a café tucked behind a strip of offices downtown. It wasn’t busy, but it wasn’t deserted either. A few people sat scattered around, murmuring over drinks, the hum of distant traffic bleeding in through open windows.Public enough that they couldn’t try anything stupid but I still didn’t trust them.I walked a step behind them as we entered, my gaze sweeping the room out of habit. Lyra walked like she owned the place, her chin tipped up, eyes sharp and critical as if she were already bored. Kyra, on the other hand, slowed to match my pace, glancing at me with something that looked alm
Lilith’s POVI slammed Tyla’s door shut harder than necessary, the sound echoing through her living room like a visible punctuation to the storm already brewing inside me.“Unbelievable,” I snapped, tossing my bag onto her couch and pacing immediately. Sitting still felt impossible. My skin buzzed with irritation, my every nerve on edge. “Absolutely unbelievable.”Tyla didn’t even flinch. She leaned back against her kitchen counter, arms folded, lips twitching like she was only seconds away from laughing. “You have said that three times already,” she said calmly. “And you have only been here for five minutes.”“I’m serious, Tyla.” I dragged a hand through my hair, turning sharply to face her. “Those sisters….Lyra and Kyra….are officially the most annoying human beings to ever walk the face of this earth. I don’t know how they do it, but every time that I think they can’t possibly get under my skin any more than they already have, they somehow find a way.”Tyla finally laughed, soft an
Nolan’s POVI had been staring at my screen for so long that the numbers were beginning to blur together. The competition was closing in, the deadlines were merciless, and the piles of documents on my desk seemed capable of replicating themselves every time I blinked. Sometimes I wondered if Cassian had secretly cursed me with the ability to attract work with magnetic force.I pushed another file aside, exhaling slowly. Just one more report. Just one more projection. Just one more responsibility on top of the dozen already weighing on my shoulders.The shrill beep of the intercom cut through my concentration.“Sir?” Mia’s voice drifted through. “You have a visitor.”My brow furrowed. “I’m not expecting anyone. Who is it?”“She said her name is Kyra.”Of course.Just what I needed today.“Send her in,” I said, even though every instinct in me wanted to climb out of the window instead.The door opened before I could stack my documents neatly. Kyra stepped inside as if the office belonge
Lilith’s POVI woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing relentlessly under my pillow, an unfamiliar vibration pattern that immediately jerked me from sleep. Nolan and Cassian were both gone from the hallway outside my room; the house had that early-morning stillness where even the walls seemed half-awake.I blinked until my eyes adjusted, reached for my phone, and frowned at the unknown number flashing across the screen.I should have ignored it.I really, really should have ignored it.But I opened the message.And the second I did, my stomach dropped so violently It felt like the floor would split beneath me.A picture filled my screen, it was Cassian’s unmistakable silhouette, unmistakable posture, unmistakable proximity…. And Lyra draped beside him, her mouth near his neck, his hand resting on her thigh. The lighting was unmistakably a club or a bar. Cassian looked intoxicated, leaning in, letting her close.My heart didn’t just sink.It ignited with







