Chapter 261
Chapter 261
Tiara’s POV
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“Sorry to keep you waiting, handsome,” I heard Beatrix purr as she approached him, her voice smooth as silk. “You must be bored by now. Don’t worry I’ll make it better.” From where I stood, I watched her place the glass into Damon’s hand without hesitation.
A flicker of disbelief stirred in me.
What kind of situation had he walked himself into?
From that day I first saw him, Damon had been all sharp edges-cold, rigid, distant. Not once had he smiled. Not once had his gaze lingered on anyone, least of all me. I had been certain he had no interest in females at all.
But now-
“Thank you,” he said, his voice low as he accepted the drink.
The way his gaze ran over Beatrix shattered that assumption completely.
A moment later, he pushed himself to his feet-unsteady. My eyes narrowed.
He’s already drunk.
‘Now that I’ve accepted your treat,” Damon said, wiping at his lips as if erasing the taste, “we’re even. I’ll be leaving p>
“Wait,” Beatrix caught his arm smoothly. “You’re not stable. It’s dangerous to leave.” Her voice softened, coaxing. “Why not stay? Rest a while, I can help you relax. You can leave in the morning p>
Her meaning was unmistakable.
“No.” Even through the haze, his refusal was firm.
Idiot, I thought, irritation flaring. Why drink yourself into this state?
Something in me snapped.
Before I could think better of it, I stepped forward.
“You heard him,” I said coolly, fixing Beatrix with a steady look. “He’s not interested in sleeping with you. Go find another male who is p>
Her gaze cut toward me, sharp with annoyance.
Ignoring it, I reached for Damon, catching his arm as I leaned closer, my voice dropping into a quiet hiss meant only for him.
“Don’t misunderstand,” I murmured near his ear. “This is just to save you from humiliating yourself and dragging Lylah’s name into whatever embarrassing scandal this becomes, Beta p>
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You….” His eyes narrowed slightly, recognizing me. Suspicion flickers through the haze.
Then, after a beat, Damon exhaled. “Fine. Get me out of here. I’ll pay you whatever you want.
A thrill sparked through me.
Not for the reward-but for the game.
“What do you want? Gold coins? connections?” he added, voice rough. “I can give you access to all of it here in Lunaris p>
I could secure those things myself.
But hey, where was the fun in that?
Turning back to Beatrix, I slipped closer to Damon, letting the illusion settle into place.
“He’s mine tonight,” I said lightly, a teasing smile playing on my lips. “We already have plans at my hotel p>
For once, Damon didn’t resist when I guided his arm around my waist.
Together, we walked away-leaving Beatrix simmering behind us.
Morning finally came. But not quickly enough. Being alone in my room with Damon-the silence thick, my wolf restless, every instinct sharpened by his nearness-had been its own kind of torment.
By the time I stepped out of the bathroom, dressed, and finished the last touches of my makeup, a low, warning growl rolled from behind me.
I met my reflection for a fleeting second before turning.
Damon was awake now. Sitting up in the tangled sheets, bare-chested, his presence filling the room like a predator barely restrained.
‘You…” His voice came out rough, edged with irritation and something more primal for a man who had been begging for help just hours ago.
I arched a brow as he looked around, taking in his scattered clothes, the unfamiliar space, before his gaze snapped back to me.
Dark with accusation.
‘You’re a wicked little trickster, Lady Ashcroft,” he said, jaw tightening as his wolf bled into his tone. “You took advantage of that situation and used me p>
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The Betrayed Princess Rising
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