The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 163

3rd Person’s POV

Meanwhile at Cora’s apartment, the atmosphere was anything but calm.

Glass shattered across the marble floor. A bottle of expensive fragrance burst apart against the vanity, its scent flooding the air in a sharp, cloying cloud as Soren sent it crashing down with a snarl.

Her wolf was close to the surface.

Too close.

Her eyes glimmered faintly gold, fury rolling off her in restless waves.

‘Soren, stop it!” Cora snapped, stepping forward and shoving her away from the vanity before another bottle could meet the same fate. “This is Lylah’s fault. Why are you taking it out on me?”

Soren turned slowly.

The glow in her eyes deepened. “My fault?”

‘Yes,” Cora replied without hesitation. “You couldn’t even defend yourself when they fought back. And now you’re throwing a tantrum because they humiliated you in front of everyone?”

The words landed like claws.

Soren’s lips curled, and she took a deliberate step closer.

‘And what about you, Coraline?” she asked coldly. “You stood there like a statue the entire time. You’re the one who asked me to be your ally. Your friend. Yet when I was being humiliated, you said nothing.”

A sharp scoff escaped Soren’s lips, “Perhaps I made a mistake accepting your request in the first place.”

She turned toward the door.

But Cora caught her wrist.

“Wait,” Cora said quickly. “It’s not like that.” Her voice softened, carefully measured. “I stayed quiet because

I didn’t want the situation to spiral further. Many wolves were already watching.”

Soren jerked her hand free.

Earlier that night, when the restaurant manager had invited Lylah and Iris inside, she and Cora had been

forced to leave.

The memory burned like acid in her pride. Even worse, the wolves waiting in line had openly mocked her as she walked away.

Cora’s hands curled into fists.

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