The Betrayed Princess Rising (Lylah and Ezra) novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30

3rd Person’s POV

Fin

That night, after washing up, Lylah drifted into sleep far faster than she had expected, exhaustion pull her under almost immediately. Bambi lingered in her room for a while, its systems quietly observing, before switching to silent mode and slipping out into the depths of midnight. It glided toward the oth suite–a space cloaked in darkness, all black stone and shadow, steeped in the unmistakable scent of an Alpha.

Their mating was nothing like that of other wolves. What Lylah and Ezra desired was not passion or ri but a bond recognized by law and authority. There had been no mating ceremony beneath the moon. marking ritual, no shared bed. He had not branded her skin with his claim, nor had they slept entwine mates were expected to.

In his chamber, Ezra sat on the edge of the bed, power contained beneath stillness, when Bambi slippe inside without a sound.

“Daddy,” the robot reported in its soft, precise tone. “Mommy has washed up and is sleeping. She appe comfortable in this territory.”

A flicker of pride gleamed in Ezra’s eyes. “Good.”

“She contacted a friend from the Blackfang Pack. Name: Tiara. Their conversation included you.”

Bambi replayed the recording, every word preserved.

When Ezra heard Lylah’s voice–calm, detached, saying she had only met him today, that everything he done was simply his duty as Alpha–his wolf surged restlessly beneath his skin.

Shadow crept across his gaze.

In the depth of his chamber, his voice dropped to a murmur thick with restraint.

“She truly… doesn’t remember.”

Morning came quietly.

Lylah stirred, showered, and stepped out into the apartment, the stillness wrapping around her.

The space felt vast without him, the air strangely charged, as though power lingered even in his absence.

“Good morning, Mommy”

She nearly jumped.

Bambi rolled toward its charging dock, cheerful as ever. Lylah approached it, the word Mommy still striking her like a lightning bolt each time.

“Bambi,” she said carefully, “how about we change the way you address me?”

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Chapter 30

Fin

The robot tilted its head. processing.

“Lylah. I will call you by your name, as your friend does. Or Luna, like Damon calls you?”

“No,” Lylah replied too quickly. “Lylah is fine.”

She took a breath. “Is your Daddy awake yet? I was thinking of making him breakfast. What does he lik

“I cannot confirm,” Bambi answered. “My energy cycle is incomplete. Please ask Daddy directly.”

Lylah sighed. “Of course.”

Straightening her shoulders, she walked toward Alpha Ezra’s room.

The tall, dark wooden door loomed before her, carved with subtle sigils she hadn’t noticed before- markings that hummed faintly, as though recognizing her presence.

She lifted her hand to knock,

And froze.

Voices drifted through the door.

“You’ve grown far too indulgent,” a deep, authoritative voice thundered. “Has power convinced you that you don’t need a Luna? A family? An heir to secure the bloodline?”

“Vargan-”

“I am your elder!” the man snapped. “Even if you wear the Alpha crown, you will not address me withou respect.” A sharp pause.

“General Zorath offered his daughter, Thalassa. You rejected her before the council, said she was unwort of your interest. Alphas present their daughters, and you dismiss them as weak, dull, unfit to bear your mark. Is it truly your will to let the Moonclaw bloodline rot and end with you?”

Ezra’s reply was cold, edged with lethal calm. “They seem to satisfy you well enough. Choose one for yourself. Produce more sons.”

“Ezra!” Vargan roared. “You arrogant bastard! Selene will rip your name from the stars!”

“Watch your words,” Ezra cut in smoothly. “You may challenge me on anything but this. Raise the matter again, and I will inform Zorath that you have accepted his daughter as your mate.”

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