The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 109

The Betrayed Princess Rising

Chapter 109

3rd Person’s POV

“Yes.” Ezra didn’t hesitate.

What stirred him wasn’t the looming clash with Rowan or Logan–it was the fragile hope shining in Lylah’s eyes. She truly believed they would fail to move against him. She believed in him.

Ezra reached for her hand which hung at her side. Her fingers were cool and delicate, and he threaded his own through them slowly–binding them together one by one before lifting their joined hands to his lips.

“Ezra…” she breathed.

“Do you want me to crush Rowan completely?” His voice dropped, velvet–dark and edged with something lethal. “If erasing his dominance will calm the fear in your heart, I’ll do it. I won’t leave even a trace of him standing.”

I“I don’t want you to have anything to do with that trash anymore. But if this is the path Rowan chooses… then of course I want you to win.” She swallowed. “In every way possible.”

Something tightened in Ezra’s chest.

Her words dragged him back centuries–to another night beneath a silver moon, just after they had marked each other.

He remembered their fingers intertwined like this, her voice steady as she urged him to rise above the traitors who tried to sever their bond–her stepsister, her former fiancé, the ministers and elders of Lunareth who had called their mating unnatural and sought to destroy it.

She had believed in him then, too.

“Ah–sorry.” Lylah blinked suddenly, as if embarrassed by her own intensity. “I must sound like the greedy villain in a drama, trying to influence you.”

“No,” Ezra murmured, his gaze softening in a way no one else ever witnessed. “You sound adorable.”

Her eyes widened.

Adorable?

Heat rushed through her veins, warming her cheeks. Only then did she become aware of how intimately their fingers were laced. She had been too distracted by his face–by those eyes.

Ezra’s irises weren’t merely beautiful. They held impossible depth, like a galaxy suspended in shadow. When Lylah looked into them, she felt something inside her shift–pulled toward a gravity she couldn’t resist. As though the life she thought she knew was only a fragment of something far older.

“I’m also glad he no longer holds a place in your heart,” Ezra added quietly.

Lylah nodded, smiling faintly. Yes. Rowan was gone. That chapter had ended.

Suddenly, something stirred beneath her skin.

Selestine.

Her wolf shifted restlessly. Every time she stood this close to Ezra, it reacted–but now it felt different. Stronger. Wilder. As if recognizing something before her human mind could comprehend it.

“Ezra…” Lylah’s brow furrowed.

The world tilted.

For a split second, dizziness swept through her–and then light flooded her senses.

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