The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103

3rd Person’s POV

Cora wasted no time donning the mask of the pack’s perfect princess, her sweetness cloying, suffocating, and utterly false.

“Oh, poor her,” she said, “I think I can help

pay for her food.”

She had barely taken a step when Eldric’s voice cut through the air like a blade.

“Don’t you dare. Stay where you are.”

His eyes locked on Lylah. Fury burned there–raw, violent, and barely leashed.

If Vale hadn’t been standing nearby, Eldric would have already given in to the bitter urge festering beneath his skin. He would have shifted without restraint, his wolf surging forward to lash out at Lylah–the daughter who had always brought him nothing but shame.

Why does she always find a way to disgrace me?‘ He snarled inside his head. ‘Why can’t she be worthy like Cora?‘

“Listen to your father,” Vale added smoothly, his lips curving faintly as he observed the unfolding scene with predatory amusement. “You have no obligation to help.”

“Alright then,” Cora nodded in feigned obedience.

Across the room, Iris still convinced there had been some mistake.

“Please, let me speak to your manager.” She said.

The server’s expression shifted, his earlier politeness turning into something colder.

“I understand your shock,” he said, his tone smooth but dismissive. “But our manager is a very busy man. You can’t expect to meet him whenever you please.“,

Iris faltered.

It didn’t make sense.

She had been here countless times before. She had always been treated with respect. Why was it different now?

Still, she forced herself to believe in reason.

“Then I would like to speak with Victor Ross,” she insisted. “He’s a friend of my brother. He knows me, I’m sure he won’t mind sparing a moment.”

The server didn’t even hesitate.

“To meet our owner, Sir Ross, you require a reservation,” he said. His tone remained outwardly polite, but the accusation beneath it was unmistakable. “Lady, if you came to dine here, shouldn’t you have at least known the price of our menu?”

Lylah frowned.

There it was.

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