"I'm just watching over your health, Lyra. You skipped the midday ration, and I thought I’d check your vitals," Selene said, her voice a sickly sweet mask. She adjusted her silk sleeve, revealing more of those jagged marks on her skin. "Regina suggested that when the bond-strain makes the stomach turn, those feeling unwell might prefer spicier, more acidic game meats to stimulate the predator’s appetite, given how bland the house staff has been lately."Tristan’s amber eyes flared, a low vibration of Alpha command rippling through the air. He turned his gaze to me, his voice a gavel hitting stone. "Go to the hall and eat. Now."He reached out, his large hand closing around my upper arm to guide me toward the stairs.I ripped my arm back, the movement sharp enough to startle a guard. "I’m not going anywhere with you."Tristan’s temper snapped. The air in the hallway grew heavy, the pressure of his aura making it hard to breathe. Without a word, he stepped into my space, hooked an arm b
Última atualização : 2026-05-05 Ler mais